Outside the yurt

Sitting outside the yurt listening to the thunder. Watching the clouds roll in the nightly monsoon rains.

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Over the Yurt

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Hard to tell where the yurt ends and sky begins. As it should be connected to the universe

Yurt Mythology

Unfortunately the lovely poem/story I posted yesterday never made it to the blog. Since the winds ate kicking up and distant rumbles are being to shake the sky I thought I might share a bit of yurt spirituality with you.

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This is the tono, the circle represents the universe and the stove smoke hole the sun. It is said the yurt is the connection between heaven and earth, or the womb of mother earth.
Opposite the door is the sacred spot and the place we’re one is to put the altar. I have painted a dragon entwined in the tree of life and he resides in the sacred location as protector of both the yurt and all within.

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No Way!

No way! I’m not renting my yurt to a deer. Not even a giant, intimidating one who looked at me like I was nutz when I told her she needs to leave.

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Lil’ Adorable 2

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My brother bought me a tiny rocket mass stove that you can even cook on.
I cannot wait to have HOT tea in my yurt on these cold days.
Lil’ adorable 2, what’s next?!

Sunrise over the yurt

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Dawn has come another magnificent day.

Snow on the Mountains

What at first glance looks like snow on the mountains is in reality fat fluffy clouds preparing for sunset.

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