I have a friend, Peninsolar, who’s been navigating a new life in Sweden after unexpected dislocation. Peninsolar is an artist who works in sound and images, an explorer and interpreter of big thoughts and intriguing places. He sent me images of early snows there, signaling the winter storytelling season. I felt transformed by the window he offered into his world. There was magic, and he was happy to allow me to share it with you. The delicate branches and ancient stones carry a spirit of play and the heft of time. Surprises await where light and optics unexpectedly shift our view of “reality” to make space for gratitude even in times of loss.
I have another friend, also an artist, who works in pen and ink. She’s incredibly adept at simplifying complex ideas, even my expansive ramblings on human capital finance! Sometimes Eve travels to Philadelphia, and today we were able to hug and nibble cheese and cucumber slices and cookies and talk about her planned follow-up to that first amazing zine. I left with a bag of shells she’d gathered from the coast of Florida on a beach above which rockets are sometimes launched (feature image). I will take these delicate, iridescent, spiral messages west with me to Tucson to set an intention at the Cochise Stronghold. Southern Arizona is a land of dark skies dominated by searching telescopes built on sacred lands that look and look and look without truly seeing.
If you are in the US and enjoying a long weekend, you may enjoy the conversation Cliff and I had examining the Sky Woman origin story and Julian Huxley’s imperative towards “progress” – as much as possible as fast as possible. If you feel you’re in a position to do so and wish to honor the lands upon which we live, you might consider sending some gratitude to my friend Chas Jewett, Cheyenne River water protector, @chas-jewett-1 on Venmo.
To compliment the sparkling shells, crystalline greetings from Sweden. Thank you Peninsolar!