by Sue DeGregorio-Rosen, RN, CLNC, Contributing Editor
Cyclical, seasonal ……….phases of the moon an artist of sorcery brings
together feelings
expressive communication in complete silence
And in the silence there is power
It can knit together love and kindness
I have come to learn to recognize it
And I wonder if you feel that
When I am lost in emotions
Tune in.
Because I remain in silence
I am colors and patterns
you hold the brush
I beckon you to speak
To break the silence
Your strokes are vibrant and bold
among others
And as my silence begins to dissipate
Some of my most painful memories seep in
Like tea, matcha, brilliant in colors
I learn to sit with this discomfort
and listen to the sounds of the singing bowls
Beautiful, ethereal, and magical
Tis the season, the season of the witch
Turn on
For her magic is fierce, providing comfort in her spell
And ancient, light, filling in the space I hold sacred
Did you know about her? She,
who is filled with so much enchantment?
She calls out to you, her voice is soft and
loving
You question her intentions that
come from
a place of ancient forests
Brilliant greens, vivid colors that too,
hold space
Beautiful, yet you step back to lift your
gaze in wonder
and you question the science of ayurveda,
the blueprint of life that is approximately 5,000 yrs old
In amazement you study the philosophy,
you research the three components,
the ahar, the vibar and the dinacharya
Drop Out
And so we live to choose how we will guide ourselves,
within ourselves, and with others
We choose what to do
We set our intentions,
our interactions with other celestial beings
whose art is displayed throughout the world
Captivating, to say the least
Connect with her, she is nature, and we are a part of her
And our choices will lead us
to our interactions with other sentient beings,
both human and non-human
Beauty is always in the eye of the beholder,
in the lens of the camera,
in the stroke of her wand……….
Tis the season…….of the witch
Hold space for her……….