The Cosmic Moon Tree

About Bones, Stones, & Magic Glass

The Cosmic Moon Tree is an old arc - an extension from a point in time where I was doodling, reading, observing, and playing around in the ethereal [e.g. spiritual] while playing around in the earth.

I re-created The Cosmic Moon Tree from the ashes of the past as an attempt to stoke an ember I thought had died, but was concealed and warmed by ash and burnt wood.  What I thought was dead was simply smoldering - waiting.

What was the arc? It’s found in a million moments but one of them lands particularly hard in this hour. It was the question of what it meant to be human. That’s the question I’m looking to answer. It’s the bones.

In the process of answering the question I’ve allowed the journey to rebuild and renew older pathways while reworking them into the 21st century.  The answers have been found in places of rewilding.  They include places to discover and to rework old stories into new windows of communal generosity, mutuality, collaboration, cooperation and partnership.  It’s an evolving pathway away from empire and domination oriented societal structures that function on platforms that confuse and conflate love with violence, healing with harm, and extraction and unlimited growth with hope for a future that sustains us all - non-humans included. This is the stones. It’s the heart buried in hearth.

It’s reflective arting - really doodling.  It’s story telling.  It’s sauced with some bard and trickster, and it holds out a cup of tea and an ear. It plays in sand, it interviews monsters, dances with shadows, and invites the tending of soul soil. It knows it’s in the stories we tell, the beliefs we embrace, and being able to see unborn generations on the horizon and remembering while feeling the ancestors in the wind and the songs and sounds of old paths holding our backs and singing us forward. This is the magic glass.

Be welcome.