Like little crystals, Falling from the sky, The raindrops sparkle, In the glittering light, Sinking into the ground, Absorbing into the earth, Flowing over the roots of trees, Dripping down leaves, Into the earth, Where it started, Making the earth happy, Letting the planet live, Sharing its kindness, And it’s happiness, With all of…

  The veil between the worlds is thin right now, in more ways than one. For some, what’s been behind the smoke and mirrors for some time has been obvious and apparent. While for others, oblivion continues. Either willfully ignorant or easily led, why can’t you see?  The astrology of the moment does make it…

Submitted The Village of Poultney has installed three new benches, an informational kiosk, and a bike repair station along the D&H Rail Trail in the village.   With support from a “Quick Build” grant from the Vermont Dept. of Health, the Village of Poultney has installed three new benches, an informational kiosk, and a bike…

The Poultney Downtown Revitalization Committee (PDRC), in collaboration with the Poultney Historical Society, unveiled the Poultney’s Banners of Legacy project on Main Street, Oct. 18. This initiative, generously funded by the Hills and Hollows grant from the Vermont Community Foundation, epitomizes a blend of art, history, and community engagement, breathing life and legacy into the…

  By Merisa Sherman     I can feel the cold air entering my nose as I take a deep breath. I dare not open my mouth, because I just brushed my teeth and it will just feel too damn cold. I am on the chairlift, my legs swinging underneath me as the chair floats…

  By Dom Cioffi Quite often (especially in sports), situations arise where the odds are heavily stacked against a particular outcome. These ‘long-shot’ scenarios and wonderful to hype up in the hope that something unexpected will happen, but generally the majority of them fizzle out against the weight of the imbalance.  However, some long-shots do…

  By Rachel  Sargent Mirus  “Look!” I exclaimed, bending to examine a pair of half-inch-tall, bright orange, club-shaped mushrooms. Kneeling in the leaf litter, with my 2-year-old son watching in puzzlement, I carefully scraped away at the base of the colorful clubs. Just beneath the soil was a glossy brown moth pupa: the origin of…

  By Marguerite Jill Dye I entered the Bear Cave and asked out loud, “Are you coming today, sweet Bear Spirit?” “Yes, my dear. I am coming to bring you good tidings of autumn,” Bear said as he entered. “It’s time for preparation for winter hibernation.” “That must be challenging, I imagine,” I said. “We…

  The moon was full, A bright fiery light, Glowing in the sky, The wolves howl at it, The owls hoot, A black cat meows. Or maybe, You see the flickering light, Of a jack-o-lantern, Smiling at the moon, Then you hear a faint, “Trick or Treat!” In the distance Or someone yelling, “Boo!” This…

Another season begins as another one ends. By all intents and purposes, you might imagine that the line between them is clearcut. In some ways they are, while in other ways they are not. That is a very big part of what October’s astrology has been about – the introduction of the new and the…

  We will return to the bear cave next week for Bear’s enlightening messages, but I’m feeling called to interject some teachings I’ve learned and would like to share. I consulted my Power Animal Oracle Cards for a confirmation. Raven stood out above other cards and this is what it said: “raven—magic—own your power… Use…

  It’s almost time for Halloween and sometimes adults have as much fun as kids on this holiday. Looking back to the 1950s when I went “trick-or-treating” the costumes were pretty simple. Most kids dressed as witches, ghosts, hobos or vampires. Celebrity or movie related costumes were not popular like they are today. Many of…

No matter the time of day, I love laying on my blanket in the middle of a field and staring up at the sky. While you are the one that walks through the forest to create movement, the sky appears the exact opposite. Only when you lie perfectly still can you track the movements of…

On an October day years ago, my husband and I were canoeing on a pond in the Green Mountain National Forest. We heard crashing in the bushes along the shoreline just before a magnificent bull moose with large antlers appeared. He plunged into the water and swam across the pond, only 50 feet from where…

    When I was a kid, my mother stored all our holiday decorations in an attic room just off her bedroom. It was a small, cramped spot that was difficult to move around in due to the slanted ceiling, but perfect for storing items that weren’t accessed regularly.  I never liked this room. There…