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Winter Solstice Magic: Darkness and Light

Nightly I stand outside my little cottage in the darkness, wearing my navy blue, Carmel tourist hoodie and a favorite scarf wrapped around my neck. Listening. Feeling. Rumbling in the distance, the voice of the sea echoes from a half mile away. Like a broken pearl, the waxing moon is held in the sky by the dark,

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A Winter Solstice: A Holiday Ritual

The stockings are hung by the old stone chimney with care. A pair of tall pillar candles glow warmly upon the hand-carved hearth, and a large poinsettia in front of the fireplace (soon to be moved for this evening’s fire) adds a bit of holiday cheer to my little poet’s cottage. Even if I had

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Winter Solstice blessings

I sat with my morning cup of tea, listening to the sound of cooing doves and twittering birds through the open windows, as a pleasant breeze flirted though the house. Watching a vivid green Anole gecko slowly cross the inside of the lanai screen with his suction cup toes, warning him to watch out for

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Deck the Halls

Words, words, words, and more words. I’ve spent nearly every day in the past two weeks working between seven and ten hours on editing the manuscript—crossing out sentences and penning new ones, combing through and detangling, smoothing and polishing. The final draft is due to my publisher at the end of the month. At the

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