✧ Greetings and Welcome to Musings from the Mothership Mountain Farm and Beyond! ✧
I am so tickled to have some new subscribers this week and, also, totally delighted to share some exciting news with you all!
I have been (and will continue) offering weekly poetry and prose for free to free subscribers, and, as my partner and I have been grocking our next adventures on this land, we decided to, beginning *this September*, start offering sneak-peek, juicy, up close and personal views into our life and projects here on our land, for those who wish to upgrade to *paid* subscription! (Pledged subscriptions will be turned ON at the start of September) ❤️
Some of these upcoming series will include, but are not limited to…
✧ Bear Hunt ~ altar, ceremony, hunt and processing stories
✧ Wild Cheese Making ~ goat walks, milking, wild culture, final product with some recipes!
✧ Book Making ~ process, materials and genuinely enjoyable interview with resident bookmaker extraordinaire, Scotty (Fresh) Horner!
✧ Altar Building ~ as we dive into building a few altars on our land, we want to include you in the magic and mystery of that process!
✧ Natural Building ~ as we embark on constructing a sauna (before winter!) with as much material from the land as we can, we would also like to share that process with you! this includes: site prep, gathering materials, construction, sweat and faith, and! the final, glorious, sweat temple revealed, inside and out.
✧ Winter Gardening ~ clinging to the side of Mt. Lamborn in the snowy winter, we will share with you our techniques, chuckles and fruitions of caterpillar tunnel gardening in the middle of Rocky Mountain winter!
These and more will be offered in monthly series, two or three a month, with paid subscription. You will receive video footage, interviews, stories, poetic essays and musings on processes and a genuine look into the nuts and bolts of physical manifestations of wilderness magic. We are very excited to deep dive into these projects with you and feel you will be pleased as well! ❤️❤️❤️
Now for this week’s poem, thanks for tuning in! ❤️❤️❤️
Santo Santo
we gathered in white linens, to
give praise & holy sound
this path of Sun, we've never known
this tilting spinning ground -
when I,
as Earth
dissolve
into
the river's watery edge
when I,
as Sea
arise
into
the nimbus clouds above
we gathered in white linens, to
spin gold the cosmic dream
when I,
as rain
condense
into
the soft & floating snow
the breathing wind and summer storm
like living limbs of living earth
lay open to galactic lore
our ancient lines of lineage, and I
as earth & wind & sea,
plant seeds across the earth