The Moonlit Journal (Blog)
Winter Solstice: The Longest Night, The Deep Ex...
It’s the Winter Solstice…aka the longest night of the year. The point where the sun hits rock bottom, dramatically sighs, and then very slowly starts clawing its way back. Honestly?...
Winter Solstice: The Longest Night, The Deep Ex...
It’s the Winter Solstice…aka the longest night of the year. The point where the sun hits rock bottom, dramatically sighs, and then very slowly starts clawing its way back. Honestly?...
At The Edge of Morning
At the Edge of Morning This morning, before the world fully woke up, we stood at the shoreline and watched the sun rise. There was snow still clinging to the...
At The Edge of Morning
At the Edge of Morning This morning, before the world fully woke up, we stood at the shoreline and watched the sun rise. There was snow still clinging to the...
The Quiet Shift in The Middle of the Noise
A Quiet Shift in the Middle of the Noise Something unexpected happened to me this holiday season. While the world sped up…carts filling, inboxes flashing, doorsteps stacked with boxes…I slowed...
The Quiet Shift in The Middle of the Noise
A Quiet Shift in the Middle of the Noise Something unexpected happened to me this holiday season. While the world sped up…carts filling, inboxes flashing, doorsteps stacked with boxes…I slowed...
The Call To Come Home
A reflection on the deep, unexplainable pull of the Pacific Northwest and what it means when nature feels like home, even when we hesitate to return to it.
The Call To Come Home
A reflection on the deep, unexplainable pull of the Pacific Northwest and what it means when nature feels like home, even when we hesitate to return to it.