Runa

Autumn medicine gifted from a foggy woodswalk.

I live in the Pacific Northwest of the United States. This morning was deliciously foggy, the colored leaves dipped in the opaque grey. It was hard to get up for work with my cat snuggled next to my belly. It was a long day of work - 12 hours - but I’m home now snuggled in my flannel sheets.

Mood.

In love.

Time to call the ancestors in.

Final harvest of tomatoes. Vibrant in the face of oncoming darker days.

I fear you might be right. They haven’t been known for their strong spines.

Do not cave to the republicans. Refuse any budget that doesn’t keep healthcare for all. And demand the release of the Epstein files. If they don’t deliver, then shut things down. Gloves off.

Echoing what others have said. Are you willing to stand up and fight back? Willing to follow Newsom’s lead? Gloves off? Because words aren’t going to cut it. Caving or surrendering is not an option. I wrote to your office with specific questions and got subscribed to your newsletter as an answer. :(

You are sass and flurry. A cymbal smash in a quiet room. I am an orchestra warming up. Instruments talking over one another and then silence as a pin drops. You are a dance of leaves on a windy day. I am a sycamore seed slowly twirling to the ground.

#vssdaily cymbal
#vss365 sass

Needed grandmother ocean today. She gave me fine treasures on this full moon.

You need a real dust-wife, one married to clay and bone and grave dirt.

T. Kingfisher
Nettle and Bone

Still finding beauty and joy. Still standing strong.

Letting rage fuel my fight.

A bit of balm to quell the massive rage I’m holding.

The pro-life party wants to murder you.

Time for some hexing?

June 10, 2025 Today President Donald J.

June 10, 2025

Stephen Miller is proof God wants us to punch people.

I think I’ve figured out who the bad guys are.

When your opposition plays dirty, being nice doesn’t make you noble...it makes you their next target.

-Jack "Tired of this Shit" Hopkins

An excerpt from the poem

THIS IS THE MOMENT

Look to the sky, look to those who stand at your shoulders.
We are the storm, the earthquake, the flood, and the hurricane.
We are the scouring wind and the cleansing rain.
Now is the time.
This is the moment.

Cleve Jones 2025

In January, my sisters and I made a mantra to get through our days: enter each day shining bright with fists chambered. I’m unable to make it to a protest today, but tonight, my Beltane fire will be roaring.

Stop being scared and start being scary. Absolutely. Thanks @politicsgirl.bsky.social

Thank you for bringing up the goodness of this time of year and the deities to honor. I always learn so much from your writings.

Time for some firelight.

I am a force bringing kindness, joy, beauty, and fierce compassion to the world. And I can bring the fight if necessary.

You moved me to tears many times. Thank you for standing up and speaking up, long, loud and proud. I do hope fellow Dems also rise. I needed to hear the words you spoke. I’ll keep fighting if you will.

STOP NORMALIZING THE IDEA OF THIRD TERM PLANS BY CONTINUALLY TALKING ABOUT IT.

NOT SORRY FOR YELLING.