Manna From Heaven
When I think of all that my ancestors had to endure for me to get here (here being today, geographically here, this season, this mindset, this body) I know there is trauma AND POWER in my blood. There are gifts that were given eons ago, which nourished them, that fill my soul and arrive when I believe I have lost all.
I present . . . An oasis of manna and honey 🍯
"The house of Israel named it manna, and it was like coriander seed, white, and its taste was like wafers with honey. Then Moses said, “This is what the LORD has commanded, ‘Let an omerful of it be kept throughout your generations, that they may see the bread that I fed you in the wilderness, when I brought you out of the land of Egypt.’ ” Exodus 16: 31-32
A sky painting, Joshua Tree photography, and bread baked by Sketchygg Collage and illustration by QueenEarth