It appears my 2018 word is “Roots.” I’ve been embracing my Celtic roots in ever deeper ways, describing “root issues” as I write a book on the metaphysics of Lyme disease, and on the physical level, I’m preparing for a (root chakra) colon cleanse. During this Imbolc season of release in preparation for Spring’s creativity, I’ve gone deep into my soul soil, planting seeds and watching others sprout. I’ve traced the mycelium and traveled the paths of telepathy and dynamic interconnection.
A few weeks ago, I mentioned feeling led to learn Welsh, and indeed, that project continues. In addition to being the language upon which Tolkien based Elvish, Cymraeg (pronounced kum-R EYE G), aka Welsh has opened my mind and soul in unexpected ways. For one, I can finally pronounce most of the names in the Mabinogian — a set of tales that includes early Arthurian…
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