Each of us is a piece of the cosmos experiencing itself. We have always used our senses to do this, and our imaginations at least back to cave paintings, but in our world now, we have enhanced abilities so the piece of the cosmos we each represent can see more and experience more than our ancestors could dream of.
Zoom in and see the composition of nature.
A dried ginkgo leaf under a microscope.
Zoom out and see our earth from an impossible perspective.
Pan around the world and witness stories where you will never be.
Feed your inner divine cosmos with information and with imagination and with beauty at all scales.
The universe seeing itself was originally published on We're Made of Mud and Magic
When I was a little one, one of my favourite things to spot was a dandelion growing through the road. Not in the cracks in the sidewalks, but seemingly breaking right through the sticky black asphalt. I still watch for those stubborn little weeds. I also love when vines climb houses and fences and hide…
Determination of green was originally published on We're Made of Mud and Magic
I am humble, for I am made of earth. I am but a single, tiny grain of sand on a nearly infinite beach. And yet, I am the universe seeing itself. I am the universe learning itself. I am the universe knowing itself. So I am noble, for I am made of…
Nightly prayer for the not-so-theistic was originally published on We're Made of Mud and Magic
Ever since this past Samhain season, I’ve kept tripping over information about ancestor worship, working with ancestors, ancestor shrines… These things have never been a part of my personal practice and I still don’t feel called to them now, or, at least, not in the ways I’ve seen them done. There’s nothing wrong with those…
We will be ancestors was originally published on We're Made of Mud and Magic
“We are a way for the cosmos to know itself.” ― Carl Sagan, Cosmos We are stardust breathing and dreaming and thinking and creating. Our very bodies are made of elements born in centres of long-gone stars. Eyes evolved and we saw the stars. We are stardust star watching. We are the…
Our place in the cosmos – part 2 was originally published on We're Made of Mud and Magic
This post contains sexual imagery and coarse language, but I didn’t write those parts; they are from some award-winning poetry. I was lucky enough to see Sarah de Leeuw at the Writers Fest this year. I chose the event on impulse, not having read any of the works by the authors on the panel,…
How wild are we? was originally published on We're Made of Mud and Magic