Alliums passionate drumsticks roll out the summer solstice with a carpet that covers and protects the heir looms of roses that continue to bloom to return the soft summer petals fragrance.
beautiful! yes, i feel the return for sure. i hear the siren's call, "Come home to me now." this self-love. this compassion. this brilliance. this forgiveness. this wildness. this goodness. ❤️
A return could mean the strengthening of things that remain. Enya's song touched a chord from the time when I first heard it. Seems more poignant now, somehow.
"soft, so soft
I hear music long after the music stops"
I love this so much
Thanks Rena! Could be an affliction, but I prefer to think not.
The melody of a light summer breeze!! Love it! 🤍
Thanks wildflower, that soft summer breeze.
There's a wonder in your words, Siodhna, a moving toward Midsummer that I can feel. Thank you for the wildflowers and the breeze.
Beautiful, feels like a gentle call to keep listening- to the music - a soft return to the knowingness we’ve been home all along.
That soft calling, Allegra. More and more hearing it now…. the hope rising from that alone.
Yes, you do, Síodhna🕊️💙
This is so lovely
Thanks LeeAnn! How is launch going? I will order my copy this week.
Fun. It’s been really lovely, especially the local readings. I’d fly to Ireland to sign the book if I could.
Awh that's lovely, I'd be there! I can imagine the richness of those readings, reciprocal inspiration. Talk again on all of that.
Alliums passionate drumsticks roll out the summer solstice with a carpet that covers and protects the heir looms of roses that continue to bloom to return the soft summer petals fragrance.
Looms of roses! ⚡
Knitting petals to be tossed in celebration.
I do love your transient vortices of realisation
I love your description of my writing Edgar. I was taking a small break from writing so this is lovely to hear.
I like the image of the model plans...also being a metaphor for us...tumbling through the air - free.
Thanks Rajani, that's lovely to hear. I almost forgot it was a metaphor, I think I am inspired to write in the main by images I see. Or sense.
I love Florence, her rage put to music—the best! The video just adds to the delight of “Free”.
Also the idea of a return, an inflection point, resonates with me too. Beautiful writing.
This is so lovely to hear Susan.
B E L I E V E! ✨
beautiful! yes, i feel the return for sure. i hear the siren's call, "Come home to me now." this self-love. this compassion. this brilliance. this forgiveness. this wildness. this goodness. ❤️
Hi Julie. What a beautiful comment to read! Sirens, that's interesting. Wolf Alice have a track about that maybe...
https://open.spotify.com/track/0hx6wJdPlMpT254F9UYQNu?si=MeJRYtIkRxOjH2tJtdwucg
i like that song. i like when people share their music because i end up listening to my playlists and get in loops.
A return could mean the strengthening of things that remain. Enya's song touched a chord from the time when I first heard it. Seems more poignant now, somehow.
That lovely. I'm listening to what you have said.
This is beautiful!! ❤️
Thanks so much Rachel!
Ah, I love this. Especially,
"folding backwards,
inwards, to ethereal embrace—
a return
from tongue-tied words—
soft, so soft"
Beautifully articulates the energy/sense of clarity, divine timing, trusting, I think. So good, Siodhna.
Thanks Sarah, your lovely comment reminded me of this https://youtu.be/3lqAfUVHaRY?si=L0zKLXO92TsuKqn1