What if you could dream while you were awake? That’s the question that inspired this blog collection, which features writings from women on topics that range from health to love to kale. Women should have the freedom to move through the waking world as if they are at rest. So we designed our pieces to make every day feel like a comfortable dream.This is a space for storytelling, savoring, laughing & discovering.
When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such hints of gladness. I would almost say that they save me, and daily. I am so distant from the hope of myself, in which I have goodness, and discernment, and never hurry through the world but walk slowly, and bow often. Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, “Stay awhile.” The light flows from their branches. And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say, “and you too have come into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled with light, and to shine.” BY MARY OLIVER
A postcard from sEPTEMBER