Greetings Friends and Neighbors, Colostrum-thickened Calf Milk warms in a double-boiler on the stovetop. As South Wind builds to a frightening, frigid gale, I find a canvas tarp to wrap around the small pen—cobbled from three pallets, a metal gate, a rubber mat for a roof. I tuck the corners of the tarp and secure them down with pieces of firewood so they won’t blow—not unlike wrapping paper around a package. This package contains something precious, someone I want to protect from harm. Born the afternoon before last as a steady Westerly pulled Sun’s warmth from the Cow Barn, he is large and powerful, with a tremendous Life force. Greetings Trevor.
Welcome to this beautiful world Trevor, I wish you a joyful life with lots of fresh grass. You sound incredibly lucky to have been born on a wonderful farm with a lovely human to keep a watchful eye over you. Mooo!
Beautifully shared. It just eloquently brought into focus the intentions of our cultural mythos as well as questioning that and living in a way that is authentic and connected with all beings - and that is where our religion is expressed. Always love reading your newsletters Adam.
Welcome to this beautiful world Trevor, I wish you a joyful life with lots of fresh grass. You sound incredibly lucky to have been born on a wonderful farm with a lovely human to keep a watchful eye over you. Mooo!
Beautifully shared. It just eloquently brought into focus the intentions of our cultural mythos as well as questioning that and living in a way that is authentic and connected with all beings - and that is where our religion is expressed. Always love reading your newsletters Adam.
This is a great share. Thank you, Adam. It stirs many thoughts about midwifery for that which is 'dying'.