Abigail Wilson‘Polite’ and ‘pretty’ have little place in the beginning stages of transformation.There is a friend that I met as the landslide started, who was with me through the fall and the settling. Somehow as the dust cleared so…May 29May 29
Abigail WilsonA Blow to the Face: A Love Letter to the EarthOh dear heart, you have done it once again.May 31, 2023May 31, 2023
Abigail WilsonThe Liminality of Frogs: A Love Letter to the EarthTonight, I have walked down the street and crossed the tracks at that gap that must have been a road once, guarded by the broken teeth of…Apr 11, 2023Apr 11, 2023
Abigail WilsonRetreat from Urgency: Healing the frantic mindBreath moves inward, warming as it comes. A single moment of high tension, and air sweeps along tiny hairs in an exodus from my body. A…Nov 30, 2022Nov 30, 2022
Abigail WilsonWord of the Moon: OrderThis post was sent to my newsletter at the new moon, as part of the Word of the Moon series. If you’d like to receive this when it’s fresh…Nov 23, 2022Nov 23, 2022
Abigail WilsonMissives from the Earth: Matron of the BogPart of a collection capturing the voices of the earth, and their response to the press of humanity. Written in conversation with Cranberry…Oct 26, 20221Oct 26, 20221
Abigail WilsonMystery made material: on loving despicable thingsHow do we love despicable things?Sep 20, 2022Sep 20, 2022
Abigail WilsonWord of the Moon: AdvocacyI trust that each of us knows the sense of surety that rises when we stand up for what we believe. Even if this is a private moment, …Sep 13, 20221Sep 13, 20221
Abigail WilsonThe universe in a single okraWho do I thank when I eat an okra?Aug 22, 20221Aug 22, 20221
Abigail WilsonPatience and potencyThere was a time in my life when I lived by speed. The drive to produce, to accomplish, to see and do overwhelmed other values — and I…Aug 4, 2022Aug 4, 2022