🦩 i have a bird 🦩


Guten Tag, Reader,

ā€œDie hat doch einen Vogel,ā€ they say in Germany,

ā€œShe has a bird,ā€ when someone talks or acts a little off.

As if that’s a bad thing.

The bird.

Or the off-ness.

Not in my book.

The one that I am writing in my head.

Where the birds live.

And where they peep.

Peep. Peep. Peep.

Sometimes, the Germans are specific about the kind of bird—a chickadee (ā€˜ne Meise).

And those have been chickad-ing and dee-ing from the trees recently. Almost as crazy as a human with a bird in her head.

As if they, too, had difficulty containing their thoughts, ideas, and celebrations.

Will you join me and the chickadees

in celebration of some humans with birds and their crazy ideas?

Like whipping up chickpea water to bake vegan meringue.

Or putting dry old corn in a pot and watching it explode into the best of snacks.

And you! Yes, you!

You had a crazy idea just last week!

Remember?

Perhaps you don’t.

Perhaps your inner bird catcher convinced you it was only a dream.

As if those weren’t real.

But if you do remember, tell me.

Maybe in a poem.

It is the month for it (probably first suggested by a human with a bird, poetry month).

Now that I think about it, don’t all poets have a bird?

Isn’t it a necessary condition of the poetic

to be a little off?

My birds (yes, I might as well confess to the plural) have recently been less poetic, more what-if-we-made-this-thing. And I am happy to share some of those things with you:

Moss Hour

If you have felt off, but not in a cute, birdish kinda way, please consider joining me for Moss Hour, a 90-minute online Nature Therapy session. They will happen every 1st Monday of the month, starting tomorrow. They are designed to bring you back to the present moment—calming your mind and restoring balance while strengthening your connection to nature and your Self. Even if you can’t make it, please share this vital medicine with your friends.

Midlife Mischief

I am looking for 8-10 midlife women to join me on an experiment – a mini-course consisting of 9 short video lessons (5-10 minutes) delivered via email over four weeks.

Participation will cost you absolutely zero money, but I will ask for your feedback afterward, so I will ask you to invest time to participate. What’s Midlife Mischief about? You’ll learn to turn your curiosity and creativity into your unique anti-anxiety elixir. Interested? There is no website or sign-up. Simply email me, and you’re in. We’ll get started in early May.

wildHER Rogue River Adventure

You can still decide to go Rogue for a week with me and a bunch of other badass women. We have five spots remaining, so join us. And please bring all your birds...

Free Classifieds

I recently met Sarah Arantza Amador or Hawthorn Mountain Tarot, and she’s offering Emerging Bright: A Springtime Creativity Workshop on April 17. If I weren’t in the wilderness then, I would totally sign up for this (her words) ā€œgentle, joyful 90-minute online gathering to help people shake off the winter dust and reconnect with their creative spark.ā€ Find the information here: https://www.hawthornmountaintarot.com/store/p/-emerging-bright​


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,


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