Malachim in Gotham

Malachim in Gotham


Gotham Malachim Voices/Images manifesting in Mythago World

We are angels, fallen into our world, wandering in unfamiliar, fragile bodies, looking for a people, places, and selves we can find comfort in.
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The Nameless One perceived Its intention to create, and immediately the intentions scattered as fragments in the material time/space.
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The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao.
The name that can be named is not the eternal name.
The nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth.
The named is the mother of ten thousand things.
Ever desireless, one can see the mystery.
Ever desiring, one can see the manifestations.
These two spring from the same source but differ in name;
this appears as darkness.
Darkness within darkness.
The gate to all mystery.
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Ping: https://hgoei.com/2023/07/09/dreams-askew-in-mythago-world/
Dreams Askew in Mythago World

Dreams Askew in Mythago World


 

Collapse of civilization didn’t happen everywhere at the same time, it’s happening in waves. Every day, more people fall out of the society.
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For some reason we thought the collapse was going to hit everybody at the same time.
But nothing happens like that: neatly, evenly.
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Gangs roam the apocalyptic wasteland, and scarcity is becoming the norm. T
he world is getting scarier, and just beyond our everyday perception, howling and hungry, there exists a psychic maelstrom.
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Apocalypse is only a distant nightmare for the privileged, a cautionary tale about
what might happen to them if they should fall from the master’s arms.
You’d be surprised what one of  those people would do to keep their society intact.
Avery Alder
What happens outside the bastion of Gotham, where the privileged kids play at being wannabe guardian angels?

Several outcast banded together to create a safe space 
 More than ever before, each  is responsible for the survival and fate of community.

Let us look at one of the communities in  the broken lands:
 Some tents clustered around a market nearby the sea in the east, in the  south the great gathering tent, in the  west the permaculture garden.
 
Free spirits trying to adapt to barren world, how would this work out?
Some people try to gather surplus for the future, others prefer to celebrate life every time there is more than needed at the moment…

Spook, the Stitcher worked on creating a channel between the market and the sea, making a desalinisation system to transform seawater into grey water for the garden.
Because the channel crossed the path between the gathering tent and the market, the organizers of the market and the gatherings protested strongly.
 
While a riot was brewing, Azure the Iris tried to connect with the Akashic Records in the otherworld.
The Psychic Maelstrom reacted strongly, giving Azure information overload:
A storm is coming! 
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The community was in disarray, when a  Mohawk chief came with two horse warriors to demand tribute. 
Angler the Hawker tried to negotiate, but the chief was not satisfied.
While the negotiation was going on, Spook sneaked up on the chief and backstabbed him!
The horse warriors retreated immediately, not knowing that Spook also sabotaged their saddles to breakdown after a few hours riding.

Azure kept on shouting his prophecy, convincing Noni the Torch to spread the message.
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An apocalyptic cult formed with Azure as prophet and Noni as leader, influencing a few tribes in the neighbourhood, even some Mohawk clans!
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A delegation from mainstream society decided to investigate the cult, armed men in black arrived in the community.
They convinced the cult-leaders to come to Area 51 for further negotiation.
The compound was heavily guarded and fortified, and outside the perimeter were many hovels built by refugiees.
The cult-leaders were given a tough choice: working under jurisdiction of the men in black, allowing the influx of refugees in the community, otherwise the cult would be hunt down as being heretic.
In the end the cult-leaders complied, hoping to be able to keep their ideals within the new administration.

 
 
 
 
Ping:
https://hgoei.com/2022/06/08/blurb-adventures-in-mythago-world/
Loteria

Loteria



1 El gallo (“the rooster“)
El que le cantó a San Pedro no le volverá a cantar.
The one that sang for St. Peter will never sing for him again.
2 El diablito (“the little Devil“)
Pórtate bien cuatito, si no te lleva el coloradito.
Behave yourself buddy, or the little red one will take you away.
3 La dama (“the lady“)
Puliendo el paso, por toda la calle real.
Improving her gait, all along the main street
4 El catrín (“the dandy“)
Don Ferruco en la alameda, su bastón quería tirar.
Sir Ferruco in the poplar grove, wanted to toss away his cane.
5 El paraguas (“the umbrella“)
Para el sol y para el agua.
For the sun and for the rain.
6 La sirena (“the mermaid“)
Con los cantos de sirena, no te vayas a marear.
Don’t be swayed by the songs of the siren.
7 La escalera (“the ladder“)
Súbeme paso a pasito, no quieras pegar brinquitos.
Ascend me step by step, don’t try and skip.
8 La botella (“the bottle“)
La herramienta del borracho.
The tool of the drunk.
9 El barril (“the barrel“)
Tanto bebió el albañil, que quedó como barril.
So much did the bricklayer drink, he ended up like a barrel.
10 El árbol (“the tree“)
El que a buen árbol se arrima, buena sombra le cobija.
He who nears a good tree, is blanketed by good shade.
11 El melón (“the melon“)
Me lo das o me lo quitas.
Give it to me or take it from me.
12 El valiente (“the brave man”)
Por qué le corres cobarde, trayendo tan buen puñal.
Why do you run, coward? Having such a good blade too.
13 El gorrito (“the little bonnet“)
Ponle su gorrito al nene, no se nos vaya a resfriar.
Put the bonnet on the baby, lest he catch a cold.
14 La muerte (“Death“)
La muerte tilica y flaca.
Death, thin and lanky.
15 La pera (“the pear“)
El que espera, desespera.
He who waits despairs.
16 La bandera (“the flag“)
Verde blanco y colorado, la bandera del soldado.
Green, white, and red, the flag of the soldier.
17 El bandolón (“the mandolin“)
Tocando su bandolón, está el mariachi Simón.
There playing his lute, is Simon the mariachi.
18 El violoncello (“the cello“)
Creciendo se fue hasta el cielo, y como no fue violín, tuvo que ser violoncello.
Growing it reached the heavens, and since it wasn’t a violin, it had to be a cello.
19 La garza (“the heron“)
Al otro lado del río tengo mi banco de arena, donde se sienta mi chata pico de garza morena.
At the other side of the river I have my sand bank, where sits my darling short one, with the beak of a great blue heron.
20 El pájaro (“the bird“)
Tu me traes a puros brincos, como pájaro en la rama.
You have me hopping here and there, like a bird on a branch.
21 La mano (“the hand“)
La mano de un criminal.
The hand of a criminal.
22 La bota (“the boot“)
Una bota igual que la otra.
A boot the same as the other.
23 La luna (“the moon“)
El farol de los enamorados.
The street lamp of lovers.
24 El cotorro (“the parrot“)
Cotorro cotorro saca la pata, y empiézame a platicar.
Parrot, parrot, stick out your claw and begin to chat with me.
25 El borracho (“the drunkard“)
A qué borracho tan necio ya no lo puedo aguantar.
Oh what an annoying drunk, I can’t stand him any more.
26 El negrito (“the little black man“)
El que se comió el azúcar.
The one who ate the sugar.
27 El corazón (“the heart“)
No me extrañes corazón, que regreso en el camión.
Do not miss me, sweetheart, I’ll be back by bus.
28 La sandía (“the watermelon“)
La barriga que Juan tenía, era empacho de sandía.
The swollen belly that Juan had, was from eating too much watermelon.
29 El tambor (“the drum“)
No te arrugues, cuero viejo, que te quiero pa’ tambor.
Don’t you wrinkle, dear old leather, since I want you for a drum.
30 El camarón (“the shrimp“)
Camarón que se duerme, se lo lleva la corriente.
The shrimp that slumbers is taken by the tides.
31 Las jaras (“the arrows“)
Las jaras del indio Adán, donde pegan, dan.
The arrows of Adam the Indian, strike where they hit.
32 El músico (“the musician“)
El músico trompas de hule, ya no me quiere tocar.
The rubber-lipped musician does not want to play for me anymore.
33 La araña (“the spider“)
Atarántamela a palos, no me la dejes llegar.
Beat it silly with a stick, do not let it near me.
34 El soldado (“the soldier“)
Uno, dos y tres, el soldado pa’l cuartel.
One, two and three, the soldier heads to the fort.
35 La estrella (“the star“)
La guía de los marineros.
Sailor’s guide.
36 El cazo (“the saucepan“)
El caso que te hago es poco.
The attention I pay you is little.
37 El mundo (“the world“)
Este mundo es una bola, y nosotros un bolón.
This world is a ball, and we a great mob.
38 El Apache (“the Apache“)
¡Ah, Chihuahua! Cuánto apache con pantalón y huarache.
Ah, Chihuahua! So many Apaches with pants and sandals.
39 El nopal (“the prickly pear cactus“)
Al nopal lo van a ver, nomás cuando tiene tunas.
People go to see the prickly pear, only when it bears fruit .
40 El alacrán (“the scorpion“)
El que con la cola pica, le dan una paliza.
He who stings with his tail, will get a beating.
41 La rosa (“the rose“)
Rosita, Rosaura, ven que te quiero ahora.
Rosita, Rosaura, come, as I want you here now.
42 La calavera (“the skull“)
Al pasar por el panteón, me encontré un calaverón.
As I passed by the cemetery, I found myself a skull.
43 La campana (“the bell“)
Tú con la campana y yo con tu hermana.
You with the bell and I with your sister.
44 El cantarito (“the little water pitcher“)
Tanto va el cántaro al agua, que se quiebra y te moja las enaguas.
So often does the jug go to the water, that it breaks and wets your slip.
45 El venado (“the deer“)
Saltando va buscando, pero no ve nada.
Jumping it goes searching, but it doesn’t see anything.
46 El Sol (“the sun“)
La cobija de los pobres.
The blanket of the poor.
47 La corona (“the crown“)
El sombrero de los reyes.
The hat of kings.
48 La chalupa (“the canoe“)
Rema que rema Lupita, sentada en su chalupita.
Lupita rows as she may, sitting in her little boat.
49 El pino (“the pine tree“)
Fresco y oloroso, en todo tiempo hermoso.
Fresh and fragrant, beautiful in any season.
50 El pescado (“the fish“)
El que por la boca muere, aunque mudo fuere.
The one who dies by its mouth, even if he were mute.
51 La palma (“the palm tree“)
Palmero, sube a la palma y bájame un coco real.
Palmer, climb the palm tree and bring me a coconut fit for kings.
52 La maceta (“the flowerpot“)
El que nace pa’maceta, no sale del corredor.
He who is born to be a flowerpot, does not go beyond the hallway.
53 El arpa (“the harp“)
Arpa vieja de mi suegra, ya no sirves pa’tocar.
Old harp of my mother-in-law, you are no longer fit to play.
54 La rana (“the frog“)
Al ver a la verde rana, qué brinco pegó tu hermana.
What a jump your sister gave, as she saw the green frog.

 

24XX – Gotham Tales of future past

24XX – Gotham Tales of future past


Teenage wannabe Ghostbusters adventures in steampunk New York.

Almost midsummer, still a clouded sky at noon…
Patrolling the city, four teenage scouts discovered a body in an alley in the bad part of town.
It was April, the up and coming new show star! Did she have a falling out with her (ex?)lover Lou the mobster?
Her body was already cold and very pale, and she had two small punctures in her neck, maybe bite marks?
Now what?
Considering the fact that one of the scout was a second generation immigrant from Cuba, it was not a good idea to go to the corrupt police who would immediately blame a person of colour.
The teens decide to carry the covered body in a wheelbarrow to their headquarters.
After reporting to their mentor, they decided to investigate further.
Arriving at the theater, where April was supposed to perform, the billboard announcement showed the banner ‘canceled’!
Apparently April did not show up for rehearsals since a few days, dismissal letter was already issued by the director Michael.
Sneaking into the theater, the teens discovered a grisly item in a hidden corner of Aprils dressing room!

A voodoo doll!
Investigating the doll with psychometry,  the psychic teen discovered a link with a witch, but at the same time there was the feeling that the sighting went both ways! Hurriedly the teens left the room, leaving the doll alone.

After reporting at headquarter, they heard the news that another aspiring star, Beverly, was found dead!
The tabloids were already blaming the minorities.

The teens consulted their Cuban connection, the santero ‘uncle Juan”….
‘April was killed with blood magic!’
Juan was willing to help them further with a price: 
‘My grandmother clock was jinxed during my spiritual battle with a witch, can you fix it?’
The nerdy teen tried his best, but destroyed the clock during the process, the jinx transferred itself to him!
Juans price went up: ‘get me the most powerful weapon from the witch Rita’

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Discovering the fact that Rita was an ageing star who was supplanted by younger starlets, the teens decided to raid her house.

Bingo! On the altar they saw a magic statue!
‘Grab and run!’

Uncle Juan was very happy with this trophy:
‘Yes, this confirms the witch had a strong connection with Lady Death, enabling her to use blood magic in rituals! She needed to sacrifice three young women, two were already taken, still one to go…you are running out of time, what are you waiting for?’
April and Beverly were already victim of the witch, who’s next?

Apparently Janice, a friend of April, was also part of the theater crew!

The teen quickly approached Janice, offering her sanctuary in the headquarter.
Recently Janice was dating Lou the mobster, but she was not sure if he would be willing to protect her ‘it is complicated’
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Uncle Juan said: ‘to catch a tiger you need a goat!’

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They set up an ambush:
Janice announced a press conference ‘to uncover some findings on the recent killings of young women’

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The night before the press conference, the witch invaded the headquarter!

A chaotic battle ensued….

Uncle Juan chanted his protection spells, while the teens took the witch down…
The coupe de grace was finally delivered using Juans holy weapon!

Tricube Tales – Weird Sisters toil and trouble

Tricube Tales – Weird Sisters toil and trouble


Three Sisters of our Lady welcomed four teenage  guests at the Lighthouse…

Granny commanded Aunty and Junior to the waiting sailing boat with a hurry, they had to go to the mainland immediately!
Junior was already huffing and puffing, almost ready to deliver the next generation…

After the boat left, Granny showed the guests their rooms…

That night the teenagers saw Granny wandering around the Lighthouse, three times she circled the island, yelling at the four Winds!

Next morning was very clouded, Granny directed the teenagers to light the fires of the Lighthouse, but when the light refused to stay burning, Granny suspected a gremlin invasion.

The teenagers investigated the whole Lighthouse up and down while Granny was taking a nap….

Ari, the household spirit appeared shortly in the topmost part of the tower, but disappeared suddenly!

What happened with Granny?
Her body laid lifeless in bed, some claw marks were found…

Following the trail, there was the gremlin!

The fierce monster was defeated, thanks to a very effective cold iron skillet!

Now the gremlin was gone, it was quite easy to fix the lights and to summon the household spirit again…
Ari warned them of the approaching danger:  the White Ship returns!

The bright beam of the lighthouse showed in the distance a hulk approaching from the dark North…

The White Ship crashed on the beach!

Investigating the ship, entering the hold, a large chest was found….

A well preserved body was in the chest!

Suddenly the body arose and started attacking!

Fire and cold iron put down the monster…

Returning to the tower, the teenagers used the lights to signal the mainland for help…

To their surprise, the help arrived with a sailing boat with  Aunty and Junior, who was carrying a newborn girl!

‘Granny’s time in this world has passed away, but the new generation is here’

 

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Happy Stones/Geluks-stenen maken

Happy Stones/Geluks-stenen maken


Een leuke middag in Huis van de Wijk de Evenaar:


Zes deelnemers gingen aan de slag met het maken van geluks-stenen…

Eerst zintuigelijk contact gemaakt met de gekozen steen: Met de handen de kleine oneffenheden van de steen aftasten, met de ogen de vorm van de steen observeren…welk gevoel en beeld roept het op?
‘een worden met een steen’ … knipoog 😉

Daarna kon iedereen op eigen manier werken met de steen ‘alles mag, niets is fout, denk aan Bob Ross ‘Happy Mistake’

Verschillende materialen uitgeprobeerd: verf (dekte niet goed) stiften (deden het prima)

Iedereen kon op eigen manier werken met de steen ‘alles mag, niets is fout, denk aan Bob Ross ‘Happy Mistake’

Hieronder een impressie:

Hieronder nog meer stenen…

De Droomsteen ontstond vanzelf:
eerst wat bestaande groeven omlijnen, dan de lijnen accentueren, vervolgens de ruimtes daartussen vullen met kleuren en stippen, het resultaat lijkt op australische of afrikaanse kunst

De Vogelsteen ontstond uit het idee van een grafsteen voor een overleden parkiet, het werd een bijzonder impressionistische steen!

Al met al hadden we met elkaar een gezellige, inspirerende en intensieve middag!

Respons van onze gastvrouw:

Het was een succes! Met 6 deelnemers hebben we heerlijk stenen beschilderd en betekend. De één met de intentie iedere dag te genieten, de ander voor op een graf, om neer te leggen in de wijk of om weg te geven.
Creatief bezig zijn brengt rust in je hoofd!
Leuk dat jullie er waren! Wie wil dit ook eens doen?

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Tricube Tales – Weird Sisters

Tricube Tales – Weird Sisters


Some time ago, some teenage wannabee monster hunters was sent on a mission of investigation into the haunted Lighthouse…

After confronting some suspicious persons, they decided to act as judge, jury and executioner and escaped with their lives!

When the Sisters of Our Lady did some further investigation,  they performed a thourough excorcism and cleansing of the site.

Months later, some teenagers were invited to visit the Lighthouse…

What could go wrong?

 

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ChatGPT: How to Create an Art Journal

ChatGPT: How to Create an Art Journal


Creating an art journal is a wonderful way to express yourself and keep a record of your creative journey.
Here are some steps to help you get started:

Supplies Needed
Blank journal or notebook
Pencil
EraserPens (colored and black)
Paintbrushes
Watercolor paints
Gouache paints
Acrylic paints
Collage materials (scissors, glue, stickers, washi tape, etc.)
Optional: markers, ink, charcoal

Steps
Choose a journal or notebook to use.
There are many types of journals available, such as blank sketchbooks or watercolor paper journals.
Use a pencil to lightly sketch out ideas for your pages.
This is a great opportunity to brainstorm and plan out your theme or page layout.
Begin to add color to your pages with watercolor paints or gouache.
These paints can be layered and manipulated to create unique textures and effects.
Acrylic paints can also be used for added vibrancy and durability.
Experiment with different mediums and techniques, such as collage or ink drawings, to add depth and interest to your pages.
Allow each page to dry completely before moving onto the next.
This will prevent smudging and ensure each page is a separate work of art.
Use pens and markers to add details and text to your pages.
This is also a great way to add a personal touch to your art journal.
Continue to create pages and add to your art journal over time.
Don’t be afraid to experiment and try new techniques!
Creating an art journal is a fun and rewarding way to explore your creativity and document your progress as an artist.
Enjoy the process and don’t worry about making mistakes – they may end up being some of your favorite pages!

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ChatgGpt

Indruk van lenteviering Humanistisch Verbond

Indruk van lenteviering Humanistisch Verbond


Lezing:
“In deze lezing vertelt Eva Meijer over wat haar ex-laboratoriummuizen haar leerden over liefde, verlies en samenleven, en hoe we weer van de wereld kunnen worden.”

Ritueel: vier en ervaar de lente
“In een speciaal ontworpen ritueel prikkelen we onze zintuigen, om zo samen de lente te ervaren en te vieren. We gaan ook naar buiten en verbinden ons met stadsnatuur. We reflecteren met elkaar: wat betekent de lente voor mij? En voor de mens? Hoe kunnen wij ‘verwerelden’? Hoe kunnen wij beter luisteren naar de anderen met wie wij deze wereld delen?’

Indruk van de lezing:
Eva benadrukte hoe belangrijk het is om te beseffen dat de mens onderdeel moet zijn van de natuur, in plaats van heer en meester. Eco-humanisme kan veel leren van de manier waarop inheemse culturen omgaan met de natuur.
Vraag uit de zaal:
“In hoeverre heeft humanisme ruimte voor de spiritualiteit van inheemse culturen, waarbij een belangrijke rol is weggelegd voor de voorouders, geesten/goden?”
Antwoord:
“Hier heb ik nog niet veel over nagedacht”

Indruk van het ritueel

We begonnen met een paar eenvoudige oefeningen om onze zintuigen te wekken: geur, gehoor, gevoel, ogen.
Daarna konden we aan de hand van een aantal observatie-vragen om het terrein lopen, zodat onze zintuigen konden ervaren:
Ruiken aan de kruiden, luisteren naar omgevingsgeluiden, betasten van de planten, kijken naar wat er te zien was.
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Teruggekeerd in de ruimte, konden we wat voorwerpen verzamelen van de tafels, waarmee we de cirkel konden versieren als lente-tafel met bolletjes, bloemen, stenen, zaadjes … en handgeschreven intenties.
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We sloten af met een kort meditatief moment…
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Ik ervaarde dit als een kort maar krachtig ritueel!
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Hierna had ik een kort gesprek met de begeleider van het ritueel:
Dit onderdeel van de bijeenkomst was voor mij de voornaamste reden om te komen, ik was blij dat hiermee ruimte gemaakt werd voor spiritualiteit binnen het Humanisme.
Zelf beschouw ik mezelf als Humanist, maar heb ik me vaak gestoord in de sterke atheistische onderstroom van Europees Humanisme. In mijn wereldbeeld ervaar ik juist de synergie van spiritualiteit en humanisme!

Death and Rebirth – Ritual Art Festival – terugblik.

Death and Rebirth – Ritual Art Festival – terugblik.


Omstreeks Samhain 2022 deed ik mee aan de workshop Memento Mori ; Daria leidde het geheel in met een passend ritueel waar ik graag aan meedeed met mijn sjamanentrommel.

Later nodigde ze me uit als ritueel begeleider voor de opening van het Death and Rebirth Festival, hier zei ik graag ja op!

Ik had besloten om dit ritueel pro bono te doen.

Voorbereiding:
Is de locatie geschikt?
NDSM Treehouse is een broedplaats die ontstond uit de krakers-scene, dat schept een specifieke sfeer.
Is er voldoende logistieke ondersteuning (opbouw en versiering van de ruimte)?
Hiervoor zouden een paar vrijwilligers actief zijn.

Uitvoering:
Gezien de locatie, de beschikbare ondersteuning en de verwachte bezoekers koos ik voor een kort en krachtig basis-ritueel.
Om de deelnemers voor te bereiden op het intensieve thema van het festival, begonnen we met smudging,  grounding en centering.
De sjamanentrommel hielp met het opbouwen van de juiste energie in de cirkel, waarna de deelnemers via visualisaties begeleid werden in een lichte trancereis naar de plek van inspiratie.
Na afloop van deze meditatie kon iedereen weer goed in het hier en nu komen door zichzelf wakker te masseren.
We hadden nog een deelronde, daarna ging ieder zijns weegs.
Tijdens de lunch op locatie had ik nog een goede uitwisseling met Daniel die tegenover me zat in de cirkel, het was fijn om op dit niveau een gesprek te hebben!

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Dit dagdeel was voor mij bijzonder intensief:
Maart roerde zijn staart, bij heen en terugreis in de sneeuwjacht fietsen met mijn staf en trommel was een behoorlijke uitdaging, ik was blij om veilig thuis te kunnen komen!
Ik realiseerde me nogmaals dat dit soort ritueel werk veel energie vraagt, zo ervaar ik het als offer aan de gemeenschap van mensen en spirits.
Ik ben dankbaar voor de gelegenheid die ik heb gekregen om dit te doen!

 

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