A Fleeting Presence: Fieldnotes from a Crone($21.99Value)

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A Fleeting Presence: Field Notes from a Crone is one woman’s foray into the universal curriculum of the crone. The book is a first-person dispatch from the tempestuous terrain of aging, loss, grief, death, change, absolution, place, ancestry, love, transformation, reciprocity, and renewal. Your writing continues to ferment and mature, packing more and more of a wallop with each draught. Messages from the Neolithic was an uplifting affirmation for me: To read about this way of being in the world, articulated as verifiably real and not pointlessly delusional, snapped me back into the truth of my own lived experience and gives me courage to continue on my path. --WILL C. TUCSON, AZ I loved Immense Continuity! I definitely resonate with this as I think about praising slowness and the loss of so many skill sets being filled by computers or screen time. --BETH F. RIMROCK, AZ You are such a gifted writer! I love reading your words. --VIDYA M. SALIDA, CO Thank you for sharing your writing. I find it brilliant and evocative. --WINDEAGLE K. ABIQUIU, NM I read the title of your article and thought I'd read a little way into the first paragraph. Too late! I read every word to the end. Every evocative word. You're a brilliant writer. I got whiffs of heather and burning peat and felt a sea breeze. --BILL K. DENVER, CO This is so, so in tune with who I am, where I come from, what I am trying to discover and heal inside of me. Beautiful work, beautiful words. Different part of the world, different culture, but same story. Thank you for bringing these things closer to the surface for me! --KAT S. HERNANDEZ, NM Oh gawd, my first read of the morning and you've got me laughingand crying. --JANICE Q. ABIQUIU, NM Wonderful. Moving. Thought provoking. Lovely. --CAROLINE S. PORTLAND, OR This is beautiful writing. It deeply resonates not just on apersonal level, but politically too. In a few words you've summedup the State of America! --YULI S. DEVON, ENGLAND Susan Cross lives in northern New Mexico, well-wisher to ravens, bears, bumblebees, rattlesnakes and coyotes. She works from her tiny house on a windy mesa above the Rio Puerco canyon as a craftsperson, ceremonialist, and Jill-of-all-trades. She's a burial shroud maker, rawhide hand drum and rattle builder, a ceremony writer, a gardener, an old mother, a tour driver, a grief-stricken naturalist drowning her sorrows with single malt scotch, and a weary-but-wonder-filled pilgrim. She strives to remain a humble student in the school of hard knocks. Susan has felt called in recent decades by the deep past which has led her on sojourns to many Neolithic and Bronze Age sites in the landscapes of her people, to ancestral healing, and trying to understand the strange impacts of diaspora. She's exploring ways to "preserve the archaic whisper" by seeking strategies to safeguard pieces of our humanity that are at on-going risk of atrophy.