Cocoon, Vol. 1, Issue 4

And when great souls die, after a period peace blooms, slowly and always irregularly. Spaces fill with a kind of soothing electric vibration. Our senses, restored, never to be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed. We can be. Be and be better. For they...

Cocoon, Vol.1, Issue 3

The land is the real teacher.  All we need as students is mindfulness. Paying attention is a form of reciprocity with the living world, receiving the gifts with open eyes and open heart.  –Robin Wall Kimmerer, from “Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom,...