Feed
Feed your soul whatever it craves. Long walks in the forest, long days at the seashore, long nights filled with sleeoing or dreaming or skywatching or loving. Feed your creative juices. Feed them time, feed them space, feed them a rich diet of fantasy and friends and feelings. Feed your spirit. Feed on dance and song and prayer and ceremony. feed on the energy of the circle. Feed yourself before you dry up. Feed yourself from the river that is pure and unatained, sincere and unadulterated, fresh and clean and flowing. Oh, and one more thing: don’t forget to feed the bird, the fish, the cat, the dog. But first, feed yourself.
Rachel Snyder.
Notes from The Editor.
Just lighten up.
Amaze yourself, and those around you
to the potential of each new day.
Don’t be afraid to admit you are less then perfect; this is the essence of your humanity.