May 1, 2023

The whispering clarity of a holographic eclipse articulates in the hypnotic charm of an otherworldly ray of light. Point your ears, salute the sun, and get ready for where the day takes you. Someone you haven’t met yet wishes you to know that owls are the only birds that can see the color blue. Open all the windows.

For today: the color of young oak leaves, ametrine, music in the key of E, the feeling of a worn-in linen on your skin, and the transformative, cathartic wisdom of serpentine chaparral.

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