The energy of the Mother Lodge is so filled with the feminine spirit, is it any wonder that we sat over tea and told our own mothers' stories (and our own) again and again. Three deer settled into the grass across the stream to listen and be near...infusing us with their medicine of gentleness. Oh, it seems too soon to be leaving here.
-- Voice from the Mother Lodge Guest Journal
Silence muffles and
stills the soul's surface ripples.
Now deep wells open.