descend into the earth and find shelter within tangled mycelium warmed by a blanket of fallen leaves and dirt whilst earthworms coil amidst encapsulated dreams of sunlight’s return * sleep in peaceful slumber untouched by the Crone’s icy tears by the crystalline frosts and…
Divisions We draw lines, create walls and fences, borders, to divide the ground into mine and yours, claiming ownership of a landscape, of an Earth, that will persist long after our demise. Does it belong to me? To you? Can it belong to…
Colette O'Neill... Environmentalist, Author, Publisher, Photographer. Creator of Goddess Permaculture.
Creating a Meaningful Life
Exploring our connection to the wider world
Wrangling literary arts for writers: words for people!
watching the world of brain research