As I stepped off the jetty, I looked back to see the ferrywoman now departing back to Duwamish Bay. I saw ahead of me a grove of apple trees, there was a path in the midst of them illumed by the moon… more →
Heroine's Journeygailkav wrote 8 months ago: I have come again to the Isle of Ancestors, for recent events have made it imperative that I do so. … more →
gailkav wrote 8 months ago: Beaver, Maree and Gail in Ireland, 1949 Beaver built the swinging boats in the background My ancesto … more →
templefreya wrote 11 months ago: Annually the Sisters of the Temple Freya conduct initiation rituals for the newest members of our Or … more →
Terry wrote 3 years ago: As I stepped off the jetty, I looked back to see the ferrywoman now departing back to Duwamish Bay. … more →
aletta mes wrote 3 years ago: One two three Two two three Three two three In strange, dark, touchless world whirling. How is it I … more →
wendybird wrote 3 years ago: It was hard to leave the cottage of Bluebird Woman and Wren Woman. I dawdled through the day, cares … more →
wendybird wrote 3 years ago: My first awareness was a feeling of heaviness, as if my skin weighed too much for my sinew and bones … more →
porchsitter wrote 3 years ago: I’ve given up trying to engage the ferrywoman in conversation. I’d value the distraction … more →
soulsister wrote 3 years ago: It was a warm night. The moon graciously shone it’s gentle light across the path that led to the har … more →
AshleyShea wrote 3 years ago: Though I never knew you, I feel a strong connection with you. I don’t know why, but you pop in … more →
beetlebugcoffeemug wrote 3 years ago: I stand and move beyond volition into the eyehole of the rock. Guide-less save for the glowing emana … more →
Heather Blakey wrote 3 years ago: The Ferry Woman appeared vividly–a young, light-haired woman who looked vaguely familiar. She … more →
imogen88 wrote 3 years ago: Always the ferrywoman, is silent, experienced, masterful and adept, in steering uncharted lands, moo … more →
Lori wrote 3 years ago: This is the Ferry Woman who took me across Duwamish Bay to the Isle of the Ancestors. She would not … more →
imogen88 wrote 3 years ago: Always the ferry women are silent, and that is as it is meant to be, on these journeys over, … more →
Lori wrote 3 years ago: Why didn’t anyone warn me? Well, truth be told, if I had read between the lines of all the comments … more →
Heather Blakey wrote 3 years ago: A Ferry Woman Waits by Heather Blakey The Central Mystery: The Journey to the Island of Ancestors In … more →
gailkav wrote 3 years ago: We see our eyes in your eyes. We are becoming the ancestors, Seeing the genes we pass on, Coming out … more →
faucon wrote 3 years ago: Stark stones and cold shadows mixed in sinister array, tell nothing of a thousand footsteps, and cob … more →