September 20, 2021

An elusive corpse flower blooms every year near the burial place of a beloved temple cat, its stem emits a glow in the deepest shade of indigo on moonless nights. Bury your nose in your paws, close your eyes, and surrender to the unknown suchness at the root of your being. Someone you haven’t met yet who was born with Neptune in Pisces is using telepathy to send you this message: owls are the only birds that can see the color blue. Be brave.

Today: the color of dusky lavender, sugilite, music in the key of B, the feeling of crushed velvet between your fingers, the unearthly knowing of white yarrow.

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