Navigating this little wood has been a curious affair indeed. Each season brings a different flavor of chaos and surprise. Branches creek, the water runs, and the coyote comes and goes. I have been walking around in it and looking at the sky for a while now. At a loss of how to make myself of use, I asked for a clue.
Watching the sky for answers, I followed the sun to the ground. The answer was there all along.
Every plant has its purpose, as do we. I took up a little survey on a mission to meet the nature around me and my herbal studies began. I was and continue to be engrossed in the wild life around me. I am on the path of truth derived from natura sophia. I’ve found my root.
Stitchteller's Keep 