
today in the studio: April 24th, 2025
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It is a shame we can not plant our emotions in the ground
Like a seed, press them away and down
Let the world deal with watering and nurturing our feelings
We are poor caretakers of the self
We’ll return when the flowers bloom
To smell that which is sweet
And that which is scoured
_by Thomas Typewriter

thank you North Wind for watching over us as we move through your season. you of the snow covered field who bring us gifts of time for introspection and transition, may you be safe on your travels home.
thank you East Wind for joining us during your your season. you of the sprouting seed who brings us gifts of new beginnings and new effort, may your journey here be safe and joyous.

on this your day, thank you for the divine gifts to bring this world. As you drive your hammer and stoke your fires, spreading the sparks of art. You, in moving through this world, who are of the painters, who are of the brush strokes, and who are of the museums. May you have many more.
Thank you West Wind. You of the Autumn and the Ripened Vine. You who bring us the harvest of what was sown and cultivated. You who bring us feasts and frolics after a summer of work. The wheel of the year has turned and now you return to your realm beyond. May your journey be safe and we be well met next time.
Greetings North Wind. You of the Winter and the Bare Field. You who blankets the world in stillness and rest. You who brings the contemplation that clears the space for the Spring’s new growth. The wheel of the year has turned to your season. May your journey here be safe and may we be well met.



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