An Invasion of Hope The first time I went out to try to remove the invasive honeysuckle in Moorhaven woods, I entered the forest with a warrior’s heart. I barely took a breath and certainly allowed no rest. For a whole day, I yanked and chopped and poisoned, hoping I could clear some space and…
Eve of Wonder A poem by Ali Johnson and the Wildwood Trail Befriend what befell you In the depths of winter it fed the flourishing of your soul. In your weariness remember every messy step built endurance. And when you carried another it doubled your strength, not your load. Rest your feet on holy ground….
“Only in unison are you capable of silencing the voice in your head (fear) that appears to be in disagreement with the Life that you are. And the only thing capable of this tuning process is YOU, which is to say LOVE.” As I was putting together the Lightsong studio last weekend, I felt compelled…
