“Birth in the physical is death in the spiritual. Death in the physical is birth in the spiritual.”
― Edgar Cayce

“ Bend low again, night of summer stars. So near you are, sky of summer stars, So near, a long-arm man can pick off stars, Pick off what he wants in the sky bowl, So near you are, summer stars, So near, strumming, strumming, So lazy and hum-strumming.”

- Carl Sandburg 1878 –1967

“…She’s the earth we belong to, The triple Goddess in mother form within you, She’s the one we honour, she’s the one we know, She’s the heart that beats within, She’s the heart that beats below

She created the land; renews and protects it see, Ignite her flame, but know it won’t tame, When it spreads, it’s wild and free…”

- I Embody the May Queen by Katie