This week in the Lodge we are moving into the South. It is into the fire I go. Looking underneath, more closely, authenticity, facing fears, walking though it...with tenderness.
It is the journey that gives the story worth...
Welcome!
My name is Linden. I live on the edge of a large forest in Northeast CT.Our story begins with...there was a child who lived alone with her grandmother and a great blue heron in a tiny cabin at the edge of the wood...
Story Traveller
She became a cartographer of the heart. She realized the only guarantee of having the love she wanted was to create the map for it herself.
~emma magenta
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November 07, 2011
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