Reading this during my lunch break was the medicine I needed to pull me out of the realm of anxiety and into the realm of nurturing magic. As always, thank you 🩵
I'm so glad to hear this Anna. As an individual who moves through the world in varying fogs of anxiety, I'm honored to hear there was some relief offered here 🕯💐
Well this is perfectly fantastic. I love how you have stumbled into something that you've always been heading toward. Spirit food. In so many ways. Well done, friend. You keep becoming more of who you are, and I love watching your journey.
"Keep becoming more of who you are"... thank you for my new favorite motto Kim!! And for more than that, so grateful for the ways we keep in touch 💛 cheers to being poets in the world, together... poets just get it, imho :)
Oh, Kat, I can't even begin to tell you how much this sacred cake-making moves and inspires me. The doorways into nurturing the bodies of those within our circle are myriad; thank you for a glimpse into this practice, and for sharing your beautiful stories and art! My prayer today is not cake but instead a large pot of butternut squash soup, generously yielded by our hillside garden and destined to travel in jars to warm the bellies of a few dear souls. Cheers to creative practice transforming in the in-between space where it joins hands with real, thriving life.
Jan, this means so much! I truly believe cooking to be a form of magic and prayer (and butternut squash in any form is a favorite of mine). Cheers to being in this practice together <3 nothing on earth like growing it, cooking it and sharing it. Lastly, thank you for The Mother Letters. They keep me coming back and back and back.
Hello, this is only the 2nd post of yours I have read but it really grabbed me. Baking a cake for a tree? Umm OK, but that’s a little weird isn’t it? Yes, which makes it all the more beautiful!
I love the idea of treating trees as other beings. The more walks in the woods I take, the more I am convinced that there is much life and activity beyond what we can see and hear. My husband has taught me the joy of hugging trees…really hugging them. It feels wonderful. I’m sure your lucky Pine also feels wonderful with your prayer and your cake.
Why thank you John. I'm here for the weird and the strange! Your tree hugging feels akin to my barefoot practice... my grandfather called me his ever-barefoot-granddaughter, which I strive to live up to on the daily <3 Cheers to you, your husband and the trees
I love this so much, Kat. As someone who has done some community cake making--and would like to again someday--this opens my eyes to a whole new way of it. And I happen to be thinking a lot about rites of passage lately too... Also, I love the cake molds you're using.
Perfect... new theme for my next card - CAKE :) I love that we have this in common. Ah, the rites of passage great and small. Noticing the smaller ones is truly changing my life (slowly, slowly). Ps I didn't even know such fun molds existed! I can thank my sister and Joann's for that
Reading this during my lunch break was the medicine I needed to pull me out of the realm of anxiety and into the realm of nurturing magic. As always, thank you 🩵
I'm so glad to hear this Anna. As an individual who moves through the world in varying fogs of anxiety, I'm honored to hear there was some relief offered here 🕯💐
Well this is perfectly fantastic. I love how you have stumbled into something that you've always been heading toward. Spirit food. In so many ways. Well done, friend. You keep becoming more of who you are, and I love watching your journey.
"Keep becoming more of who you are"... thank you for my new favorite motto Kim!! And for more than that, so grateful for the ways we keep in touch 💛 cheers to being poets in the world, together... poets just get it, imho :)
Oh, Kat, I can't even begin to tell you how much this sacred cake-making moves and inspires me. The doorways into nurturing the bodies of those within our circle are myriad; thank you for a glimpse into this practice, and for sharing your beautiful stories and art! My prayer today is not cake but instead a large pot of butternut squash soup, generously yielded by our hillside garden and destined to travel in jars to warm the bellies of a few dear souls. Cheers to creative practice transforming in the in-between space where it joins hands with real, thriving life.
Jan, this means so much! I truly believe cooking to be a form of magic and prayer (and butternut squash in any form is a favorite of mine). Cheers to being in this practice together <3 nothing on earth like growing it, cooking it and sharing it. Lastly, thank you for The Mother Letters. They keep me coming back and back and back.
Hello, this is only the 2nd post of yours I have read but it really grabbed me. Baking a cake for a tree? Umm OK, but that’s a little weird isn’t it? Yes, which makes it all the more beautiful!
I love the idea of treating trees as other beings. The more walks in the woods I take, the more I am convinced that there is much life and activity beyond what we can see and hear. My husband has taught me the joy of hugging trees…really hugging them. It feels wonderful. I’m sure your lucky Pine also feels wonderful with your prayer and your cake.
Why thank you John. I'm here for the weird and the strange! Your tree hugging feels akin to my barefoot practice... my grandfather called me his ever-barefoot-granddaughter, which I strive to live up to on the daily <3 Cheers to you, your husband and the trees
Thai is utterly beautiful and such medicine. Thank you xxxx
Thank you Lauren!! <3
I love this so much, Kat. As someone who has done some community cake making--and would like to again someday--this opens my eyes to a whole new way of it. And I happen to be thinking a lot about rites of passage lately too... Also, I love the cake molds you're using.
Perfect... new theme for my next card - CAKE :) I love that we have this in common. Ah, the rites of passage great and small. Noticing the smaller ones is truly changing my life (slowly, slowly). Ps I didn't even know such fun molds existed! I can thank my sister and Joann's for that
Love it! New address coming soon btw. 😉