Tent time.
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Inspiration envelope & tea. The past week I have been preparing for the upcoming new moon in small ways. This weekend I have been devoting myself to Tent Time. Getting in tune with the subtle, deep movement within myself. Getting into my body and into my environment. Rooting. Cataloging the inspiration of this time, storing it, setting intentions for growth as the light returns with the waxing moon.
On this night I burned a lavender smudge stick, listened to music while dancing with baby, ate sacred sustenance— almonds, dates, papitas, apricots, sipped a special nursing Mama tea, and while Arlo napped I painted my toenails deep red and did some henna art on my body.
Inspiration wove around us like the smoke swirling through the air. Cleansing and reviving. Through the upcoming days I hope to catch glimpses of my stained skin and remember the bits of creative energy that played about us as we smiled and existed so nicely together, Mama and baby.
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Reader Comments (3)
That picture of Arlo is so great.
I just learned what smudging is the other day. Funny to come across it again. Anyway, I glad you felt so inspired and took the time to enjoy it! :)
oh darling... this is utterly sacred... and i love you!
beautiful~I love your raw, intricate magical writings