Today, I’m deepening into my final month of apprenticeship with the Nine Keys School of Death Arts. Crossing the threshold of my death work feels like sinking into loamy earth, moss at my fingertips. Raven calls above - kin & harbinger. I’m listening to the Great Mother’s wisdom on this full moon and feeling such profound breaking open, shedding, and deep, deep gratitude…
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Crossing the threshold
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