Dear Books

I have so many of you. And for the very most part, I appreciate each and every one of you. Lately, especially, you who have been added into my collection —mostly on ancestry, eldering, the wild woman and feminism, witchy ways have been offering me a deep dive into my personal exploration. The wisdom and knowledge and comfort you share with me is exquisite. I am deepening into my strength as well as my tenderness, softness in ways that I haven’t been able to in my youth. When I’m not reading one of you, I appreciate seeing the piles of you and the spines of you that are now on my third floor. Blessings to the authors for sharing their gifts so that I might benefit.