You have productive intentions, you have things to read, crochet to complete, loose ends to weave, seeds to sow, seedlings to transplant, those images to save, people to email, Facebook to check, blog posts to share, the baby to feed, change and entertain.....
It's a jumble, a jamble, a moontime ramble.
The tides pull and push and womanhood connects in its own disorientating way. You let go, tumbling those pesky Have Tos down the spirals. Allowing the chaos and stillness to meet.
Then only a mug of scullcap tea will do. And you find, that you have just enough for one.