Burning The Pine Cone

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Determined to cleanse after that old song played. She couldn’t seem to get that face out of her head. Instead of a tearful call, she took a lighter to her pine cone. The smoke traveled around her neck. She took a breath inward, inhaling the peace it had given her. She then exhaled the thoughts of suicide over someone who already sacrificed her.

Maiden and Mother

I am opening my window. “Fine”, I thought to myself. Mama Wolf, Mama Healer. A Mother with Maiden tendencies, who has partially experienced the reality of The Crone.  

I feel like you all understand (overstand) me in a way that others do not. My blog entries are thoughts circling and intertwining. Processing this all. Life. Aren’t we all? 

Thoughts: You can’t punish someone for something that they didn’t do. You can’t punish someone for something that they had every right to do.

In My Tree,

Owl

Book Recommendations Please!

Good day, evening, and night to everyone. 
Straight to the point! I love to read. Usually I would read anything. But I’d like to focus on fiction (adult/romance, mystery maybe, young adult, humor). Currently I’m reading Venus In Furs. I’m on my second rotation of this book. I love it. I hope you’re have a positive day. Much love to you all.

In My Tree,

Owl