Within the Cave Something Pulses is a collection of chthonic poetry charting a seasonal spelunking of the darkness, a wandering in the labyrinth, and a tender tending the dreamfires that emerge in the fruitful darkness.

What if we allied ourselves to the energies of the season?

What if we dove into the silent dark and welcomed the wholeness of who we are?

What labyrinth wisdoms await?

What dreams are a fire in the dark?

What if our shadow was an offering, and monsters were actually the secret password?

What emerges in your fruitful darkness?

The season is turning, both outside and within, and both personally and collectively. Autumn's march toward the deep dark womb of winter invites an Underworld transformation. A cave comes beckoning. We embrace the dark to find renewal and our own sacred. We go to the cave for the descent into ourselves, to rest, to greet the wounds and monsters, but also uncover the shimmering treasures to bring back as gifts to the world as medicine.