Folk Wisdom... Folk Arts... and words that want to be shared

A big event happened not long ago. The sun was devoured. It’s a thing. 

Apparently it’s a thing for you humans too. You’re still talking about it. 

When you gather here to sing and tell stories and craft stuff and move and chant and light candles and play instruments,...

Over the last month I’ve heard drums and gongs. I’ve smelled dried herbs and flowers. I’ve seen magic things being made. I’ve watched humans stretch, yawn and relax. I’ve also enjoyed familiar songs and listened to conversations contemplating all manner of subjects.

What is it about this time of year that gets you humans so riled up?

I notice you all talking about the weather trying to have a say in how it goes. Some of you are asking Snow to stay strong and more of you are telling Snow to go away.

Snow has its own idea, cause it has a wider view than...

As I’ve been watching groups of humans gather here in this space, I notice that some of them do this thing called sharing cup. They have a vessel of water in the centre of their circle, and each human holds a cup.

These cups seem special, in that I’ve heard it said they are made of...

From all the places I've lived, I’ve been listening and noticing …

You humans used to live in nature. Now you live in cities. You used to talk to each other face to face. Now you tap on screens. You used to be aware of and connected to our world and its beauty. Now you’re mired...

She sits as a gatekeeper, holding the threshold through which we make our way daily. 

She listens and observes in pleasant silence. She’s easy to miss, even though she stands seven feet tall and holds the power of the California Redwood in her bones. We can only imagine what...