🦩 crossed clouds 🦩


Guten Tag, Reader,

ā€œI did not know clouds could do that,ā€ I thought, lying on my back, staring at the surprisingly warm May morning as it dramatically unfolded across the sky.

Clouds in a higher layer, shaped like a Hogwarts staircase, moved one way, while their relatives in a lower layer, shaped like a bowl of apples, moved another.

Had I stuck with studying physics, I might have been able to name and explain this phenomenon. Luckily, I didn’t, so I could fully experience it instead.

Well, until the timer went off, that is. I was working, after all, guiding a small group through Monday Moss Hour, my monthly Nature Therapy gathering on Zoom. It was time, then, to call my participants back for our poetry closing. (I read REMEMBER by Joy Harjo, and if you don’t know it, you can remedy that here.)

When I journaled about the session later, I noted how the clouds’ criss-cross movement looked similar to how my thoughts had been feeling since I returned from Germany.

Different layers of thought moving in different directions. Maybe some of them still lingering in Germany, or caught above the Atlantic Ocean.

Then my poetic ponderings were disrupted by the realization that I had forgotten to share something with you for a long time before my 8-timezone travel, so my thoughts had been criss-crossed for a while.

Years?

Perimenopause had put my brain in a state that felt like constant jet lag.

I am using the past perfect tense deliberately here, albeit with a considerable dose of optimism, because I started hormone replacement therapy about two months ago, and it seems to help.

Right now, I can’t tell because of the actual jet lag.

But my body temperature hasn’t suddenly switched itself to hellfire mode in weeks. A relief to me and my husband, who hasn’t had to duck out of the way of flying clothing items.

So, here is what I have been meaning to share:

šŸŽ¤ I was a guest on the Grace & Grit podcast.

Host Courtney Townley and I spoke about how nature heals women’s bodies, minds, and spirits. Give it a listen and consider subscribing. I've learned a lot about midlife women's health from Courtney.

🌳 Mindful Saunters

I am guiding monthly Mindful Saunters for Missoula Parks & Recreation this year. We are rotating between different parks and conservation lands, and if you live close (or will be visiting), I'd love to see you on the trail. You can find them here.

šŸ›¶ wildHER

Okay, I have told you about this and I will keep doing so because I REALLY want you to come. The group that’s coming together is as diverse, delightful, and impressive as we could have dreamed. There are only five seats left on the raft. What if one of them is yours?

What if you allowed yourself to go Rogue for a week?

How might that change your life?

​Claim your space today.

Free Classifieds

My friend and movement coach Angi is teaching her Bamboo Bodies Summer Seasonal Event: FEET HEALTH—a free workshop where you'll learn how to use your feet as a foundation for better posture, improved balance, and whole-body pain relief.

​It happens May 31st, and you can register here​


Let me know if you want me to share something in an upcoming newsletter. I’d love to be a part of your mycelium network.

I will see you back here in two weeks. If you liked this letter, please forward it to a friend.

Always on your side, truly,


p.s. If you got something from today's letter, why not buy me a coffee? I am keeping my writing AI-free, which means a lot of creativity goes into it. You can leave me a tip here.

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