So good

"The Bowl"

"There was a woman who left the city, her family, her children, left everything behind to retrieve her soul. She came to the desert after seeing her gaunt face in the mirror, the pallor that comes when everything is going out and nothing is coming in. She had noticed for the first time the furrows under her eyes that had been eroded by tears. She did not know the woman in the mirror. She took off her apron, folded it neatly in the drawer, left a note for her family, and closed the door behind her. She knew that her life and the lives of those she loved depended on it.

The woman returned to the place of her childhood, where she last remembered her true nature. She returned to the intimacy of a small canyon that for years had loomed large in her imagination, and there she set up camp. The walls were as she had recalled them, tall and streaked from rim to floor. The rock appeared as draped fabric as she placed her hand flat against its face. The wall was cold; the sun had not yet reached the wash. She began wading the shallow stream that ran down the center of the canyon and chose not to be encumbered by anything. She shed her clothing, took out her hairpins, and squeezed the last lemon she had over her body. Running her hands over her breasts and throat and behind her neck, the woman shivered over her own bravery. This is how it should be, she thought. She was free and frightened and beautiful.

For days the woman wandered in and out of the slick-rock maze. She drank from springs and ate the purple fruit of prickly pears. Her needs were met simply. Because she could not see herself, she was unaware of the changes--how her skin became taut and tan, the way in which her hair relaxed and curled itself. She even seemed to walk differently as her toes spread and gripped the sand."

That's from Red by Terry Tempest Williams. If you've never read anything of hers, walk, saunter, traipse, jog, trot, run to a library or bookstore and please check her out. I LOVE HER WORK. Would you like to read the rest of "The Bowl"?

All hail Terry Tempest Williams!

At this point in my life...

this kinda represents me!

Makes me wish I still had young kids...

And that is truly, truly saying something. More accurately, I wish I had a Mama who would make me wonderfully cute and/or beautiful bento box lunches! Look at this! Look at this!

The Fruit Ninja from the Happy Little Bento Blog. I mean really. Who would not love this as a snack? Okay, that is an egg in the ninja outfit, but if one is handy like this, one could easily sub in some rice or tofu for the filling. Ninja egg with cucumber spear, knife & throwing star.

Here's another that I'm sure took much less time, but is adorable as well...and vegan! My only complaint about Sherimiya, the awesome bento making mom, is that she uses some animal products. But overall, pretty vegan friendly! She has some veggie burger recipes I'm going to try.

Yet another freakishly adorable little lunch. The things you can do with tofu...la la la!

Well okay then

Yes. I am turning into Yellowdog Granny. There are many worse peoples I could be!

    

Bloodstone for March

Who in this world of ours, her eyes

In March first opens, shall be wise.

In days of peril, firm and brave,

And wear a bloodstone to her grave.

If you want to go high-end for your March birthday, there is this Scottish Victorian era brooch: $1255.00 I am really liking the star on this. And I'm happy my birthstone is a nice cheap agate. 

Not quite your style? Okay, I'm not a fan of gold either. There is this lovely silver ring: may be more like it at $75.00!

So you, or someone you love, is a March birthday, and you are really, really cheap? Well, then, have some little polished bloodstones: 4 for $1.11. And at least make a little medicine bag to put them in, cheapskate.

Happy March Birthdays from the Wizardess!

The bounty of the Intertubes

People are just bringing it on home lately:

 Well, yes indeed.

Why, yes, I am a water sign...

Gleeful cuteness abounds!