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Tending the tender places, slowly, with as much patience as we would give a garden after frost.
For the girl who learned to be good instead of whole, and the woman finally coming back for her.
When the old life stops fitting and something older, quieter and truer starts to call you home.
Plant profiles, kitchen remedies and the slow pleasure of knowing the green things by name.
Simple, earth-based ritual for the turning of the moon and the quiet days in between.
Living in rhythm with the year, through what we eat, how we rest, and the walks that change with the light.
The eight seasonal festivals, from Samhain to Mabon, kept simply and with the northern year.
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Written by Leonora
Herbs, healing and the turning year, written slowly from my kitchen table.
New to inner child work
Meet the girl you were with kindness, one gentle letter at a time.
New to herbs
Get to know one plant at a time, with honest notes on using it safely.
New to the Wheel of the Year
Eight festivals, kept simply. Start with the one that's coming.
The eight festivals
The end of the harvest and the start of the dark half of the year. A night for the ancestors.
Pages for Samhain are still growing.
The longest night, and the slow return of the light.
The first stirring of spring beneath the frost, and the first snowdrops.
Pages for Imbolc are still growing.
Day and night in balance, with the light now winning.
Pages for Ostara are still growing.
Blossom, fire and the start of summer.
Pages for Beltane are still growing.
The longest day, the sun at its height. A time for gathering herbs.
Pages for Litha are still growing.
The first harvest, of grain, and the blessing of bread.
Pages for Lughnasadh are still growing.
The second harvest, tipping towards the dark.
Pages for Mabon are still growing.
Coming up: Samhain, 31 October
Coming up: Yule, around 21 December
Coming up: Imbolc, 1 February
Coming up: Ostara, around 20 March
Coming up: Beltane, 1 May
Coming up: Litha, around 21 June
Coming up: Lughnasadh, 1 August
Coming up: Mabon, around 22 September
Where what burns away makes room to grow.
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Letters from Ash & Bloom, once a moon.
New journal entries, what's drying on my windowsill, and small rituals for the season, sent at each new moon. No noise, and you can leave whenever you like.
