Hawthorn sharings

Really encourage short sharings, kennings, words and lyrical wanderings touched in your by the plant. Don’t try and make sense, just share something of your experience!  (Back to overview)

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  1. Simone Chiara van der Merwe

    Smell: Wide, expansive peach-coloured sky at dusk, and I disperse to touch all of it.
    Taste: Warm, slow-burning fire in my pelvis, slowly spreading throughout my body through my blood.

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  2. Jenny Isaac

    ancient, wise one, a yearning wonder

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  3. Julie Dumartheray

    Nourishing, calming, familiar, enrobing

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  4. Joanna Ballard

    companion full father shower, new life,

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