M touches Auntie Chris's tummy belly (TB).
Off for another round of gathered women to celebrate the magical changing of the seasons and commune with nature. This group always seems to gather when my body needs mass quantities of rest or nuturing of some kind. This week my neck and shoulder are giving me such grief! I'm looking foward to sitting by a fire and asking someone to put their healing hands on me. I need to plug in and recharge!
I'll be thinking of you from far above sea level...
