dancing in a forest of treasures, blue pixie dust dripping from my nose. I dress in giant bag lady clothes, tons of glitter and beautiful turquoise in my gypsy skirts and harem pants, I am always in tune with the nature around me, I am a moonchild, and my third eye is like my best friend. I collect dried mushrooms, Buddha figures, jade, and various crystals.  can we imaginarily hold hands and skip through the cosmos together and make daisies and sea horses grow out of our footprints?  that would be my sweetest fantasy. all of the flowers and sea creatures would float in the air like ghosts and play in the moonbeams, little seashell sparkles twinkling off of them.

Miriam Brugmann

Putting Spells on the Stars

Olaliola

kaleidoactive: mushroom mandala and goddess practice

A Story in the Soil

DREAMSNOTOVER

The ghost of a ghost

Ezhov: The Spirit of Peyote