2. Hanging out on my boyfriend’s deck

Enjoying a Sunday afternoon going over my writing, writing some, doing a little yoga. The sun is out, but the threat of rain comes and goes. That’s the way it is during monsoon season.

Relishing in the impermanence of this scenario. Tomorrow I will be back at work, so will Randy. In a few months he will be traveling for his work and I will be here, preparing for another winter in Flagstaff.

My core class for grad school begins in a couple of weeks. I hope, as well, to be teaching more yoga classes and to be practicing reiki and sharing/selling more herbs, too. It will be a busy winter.


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Holly hails from an illustrious lineage of fortune tellers, yogis, folk healers, troubadours and poets of the fine and mystical arts. Shape-shifting Tantric Siren of the Lunar Mysteries, she surfs the ebbs and flows of the multiverse on the Pure Sound of Creation. Her alchemy is Sacred Folly — revolutionary transformation through Love, deep play, Beauty, and music.

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