Gotland, Sweden, 400-600 AD, burial sitea most magical journey, to an enchanted land.... women everywhere, unraveling their stories, forging the tools that we carry on our sacred return... colors flying, drums soft thunder, song streaming, tears but watering the dry earth, seeds are sown and ashes honored.
and then, a gift appears... one of many, crawling to me like a serpent, smiling.
and then, a gift appears... one of many, crawling to me like a serpent, smiling.
back in my familiar hovel once again, i search and aha!! i find. as before.
above is the depiction of parting gift i received so unexpectedly, so perfectly, so enchanted... of course. Thanks Clem.
