Now that the stories have been shared, the land fed, and the New Moon has come Pete and I are moving our golden wheeled home. There's a medicine story for that, of course, and it has begun. After the first day of patiently applying practical magic and rituals of protocol to ask for permission and give thanks we have spent our first night in a new place. The medicine story starts Just from here to there.
We are half-way to our goal of moving onto the gravel parking lot just yards away. The journey is slow and appreciative. We open the safety pin and move ourselves.
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