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		<title>By: Animá &#187; Primal Sacrament: The Joy of Wild Foods and Medicines</title>
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		<description>[...] and a deep sense of satisfaction. I’ve written on this subject before, most recently in my post The Forager’s Song over at the Medicine Woman’s [...]</description>
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		<title>By: nutmeg</title>
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		<description>Oooh- floating on your back down the current sounds lovely!

On the theme of spirals and barren/fertile times, here&#039;s a passage I read in May Sarton&#039;s &quot;Journal of a Solitude&quot; yesterday:

   &quot;It does not astonish us or make us angry that it takes a whole year to bring into the house three great white peonies and two pale blue iris.  It seems altogether right and appropriate that these glories are earned with long patience and faith, and also that it is altogether right and appropriate that they cannot last.  Yet in our human relations we are outraged when the supreme moments, the moments of flowering, must be waited for....and then cannot last.&quot;</description>
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<p>On the theme of spirals and barren/fertile times, here&#8217;s a passage I read in May Sarton&#8217;s &#8220;Journal of a Solitude&#8221; yesterday:</p>
<p>   &#8220;It does not astonish us or make us angry that it takes a whole year to bring into the house three great white peonies and two pale blue iris.  It seems altogether right and appropriate that these glories are earned with long patience and faith, and also that it is altogether right and appropriate that they cannot last.  Yet in our human relations we are outraged when the supreme moments, the moments of flowering, must be waited for&#8230;.and then cannot last.&#8221;</p>
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