The Wind and The Raven Apothecary

10/19/2025

What’s something most people don’t know about you? What’s something most people don’t know about me?Most folks already know I’m a writer — I’ve got about a dozen books out in the world (which still feels wild to say out loud). But what many *don’t* know is that I’m also an artist. 🎨 I draw, paint, and sculpt — sometimes all at once, depending on how caffeinated or possessed by the muse I happen to be....

What’s something most people don’t know about you? What’s something most people don’t know about me?Most folks already know I’m a writer — I’ve got about a dozen books out in the world (which still…

10/12/2025

What have you been putting off doing? Why? I’ve been avoiding a conversation with someone I love, because it’s one of those deeply delicate exchanges where both hearts carry old wounds, both spirits are tender, and both minds move through the world with neurodivergent rhythms that don’t always bend easily toward the calm logic or self-sovereignty that existentialism asks of us....

What have you been putting off doing? Why? I’ve been avoiding a conversation with someone I love, because it’s one of those deeply delicate exchanges where both hearts carry old wounds, both spirit…

10/12/2025

This is a photo of me not giving a damn about your political opinion…. Because the real stuff — the things that actually matter — are out here.In the wind.In the silence of the valley.In the moments that remind you how small all the noise really is. We are on a rock flying through Infinity…there are bigger topics to be discussed....

This is a photo of me not giving a damn about your political opinion…. Because the real stuff — the things that actually matter — are out here.In the wind.In the silence of the valley.In the moment…

10/11/2025

Day 13: Let's all take time to be some poor, phoneless fool this week. 💚

10/11/2025

What skill would you like to learn? Yes. Like barefoot-in-the-mud, sleep-under-the-stars, drink-from-the-river feral. Like full-blown, dirt-under-the-nails, rain-slick hair, howl-at-the-moon, “is-that-a-wolf-or-just-me?” level of feral. Why? Because clearly, returning to my natural roots as an actual Earth creature is the only form of sanity left in a civilization so allergic to reality it thinks "Nature" is an Instagrammable weekend concept, not the literal operating system that makes human life function....

What skill would you like to learn? Yes. Like barefoot-in-the-mud, sleep-under-the-stars, drink-from-the-river feral. Like full-blown, dirt-under-the-nails, rain-slick hair, howl-at-the-moon, “is-t…

10/10/2025

If you had a million dollars to give away, who would you give it to? "Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" That is what our nation was founded upon, so where did we go so terribly wrong?...

If you had a million dollars to give away, who would you give it to? “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. S…

10/10/2025

What's something you would attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail. I would want to know long-term success as a wildcrafter — crafting organic skincare from the plants, roots, and resins of the living earth. But success, to me, has never meant profit alone. It has always meant sustainability — making things that are affordable, ethical, and born from love of land and craft....

What’s something you would attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail. I would want to know long-term success as a wildcrafter — crafting organic skincare from the plants, roots, and resins o…

10/04/2025

If ever you are blessed to meet the one who holds your remedy, stay near and do not wander far.
If fortune leads you to one who can return what you have lost, guard their presence as a sacred fire.

Such souls are rare, scattered like hidden stars in a vast night sky.
The husks of pretense are many, brittle and hollow,
but the nourishing kernel—the true medicine—
is found only in the hands of the wise.

The husks are cast away to decay,
but the kernel is kept, treasured,
in the Apothecary of Sages.

🌻

The world overflows with voices, but only a few carry medicine.

10/03/2025

You often feel tired, not because you've done too much, but because you've done too little of what sparks a light in you.

Many of us spend our working days running from desk to desk, solving urgent but insignificant problems. Our managers are constantly searching for ways to get more out of us. We’re habitually living in the future, thinking about the next quota to make, the next meeting, the next car to buy, the weekend. We’re constantly trying to get somewhere instead of being where we are. We miss the only moment we ever have access to. The Now.

We spend more time at work than with our loved ones. And when we come home, we are busier connecting to our devices than to the people we love. We have become little more than zombies. Yet we wonder, ‘Why am I so tired?’ We figure it’s because we work too much.

What if we’re not doing too much, but rather we’re just doing too little of what truly matters?
It’s not hard work that exhausts us most, it’s meaningless work that exhausts us most.

10/03/2025

Autumn has a way of teaching us lessons without ever raising its voice. 🍁 The trees don’t cling to what’s past, they drop their leaves with a kind of effortless confidence, trusting that new growth will come in its own time. Maybe we could learn something from that: not every burden, thought, or season is meant to be carried forever.

The pumpkins remind us that growth isn’t about perfection. Some are round, some are lopsided, some grow so big they barely fit on the porch, and all of them are celebrated. Squirrels, in their frantic little treasure hunts, whisper that it’s okay to prepare for the future but still have a little fun in the process. Even the crisp air has a message tucked inside it: sometimes you need a chill to remind you to slow down, bundle up, and savor what’s right in front of you.

And maybe the biggest lesson is this: autumn never apologizes for changing. It doesn’t ask if we’re ready. It just shows us that endings can be colorful, transitions can be beautiful, and letting go is not the end of the story, it’s the beginning of the next chapter. 🌾✨

✌️ & 💚

10/03/2025

True understanding is more than listening with the ears—it is receiving another’s essence without judgment or pretense. Words are often unnecessary; empathy flows in silence. When you grasp another’s inner world, reverence arises naturally, because you’ve touched something sacred. To see another’s soul clearly is to step onto holy ground.

09/23/2025