A quick poem (sometimes it’s best not to overthink)

Pierce my heart with holy arrows

Flying from your lips like winged honey.

Tie me up in words I’ve never heard before.

Spellbind me; be my dearest muse.

- NS

Foxglove medicine

Foxglove feels like cheerful cherubs. It promotes appreciation of living, celebration and sweet merriment by pointing to the finality of crossing the threshold - charmingly, innocently, heart-openingly. - NS