Since the age of reason, linear thinkingBreaking it all down, egoistic intelligenceNot working at such capacity, ancestral mamaWhat matters, embers pulled from your heartstringsWhat doesn’t, circulating trendy topicsEmbracing the new, moonNot waiting for counsel, wide-bosomed Gaia
Rather what in heaven? Any ideas? Anyone not looking down these days? I’ve been in awe looking up lately. These are moments before the light fades and there is only darkness but out of the darkness comes the light again. … Continue reading
What is good and what is bad has been established long ago, yet the pendulum isn’t so easily distinguishable. But if you can remember that a magical amulet is what you are, what you’ll always be perhaps the measuring device … Continue reading
On sunbaked pavement, bare feet.Reverberating from my presence, my last bit of oomph.Surrounding me, a fullness of everything but empty vacuum space.From beneath my feet, a tenderness born from molten milk of your magma.Reigning down upon me, a symphony of … Continue reading
She’s still at it. Pecking away to the tune of her own brilliance. Still can’t figure out, a week into it, if she’s vocal about something or simply singing to her own melody and worshipping no one or anything other … Continue reading
“I can’t speak for elsewhere, but here on Earth we’ve got a fair supply of everything…There may be comparable places elsewhere, but no one thinks they’re beautiful.” – Wislawa Szymborska A blink of an insight, yet what a tribute to … Continue reading
From ‘What to Remember when Waking’ To become humanis to become visible,while carryingwhat is hiddenas a gift to others. To rememberthe other worldin this worldis to live in yourtrue inheritance. You are nota troubled gueston this earth,you are notan accidentamidst … Continue reading
A rare moment of rest this little spark doesn’t sit for too long. Lately we’ve been ending our Indian summer nights by breaking a sweat. A girl “born from fire, sparks flying from the sun” with her fuchsia ball to … Continue reading
At this point there’s nowhere else to go but out on a limb. Retrieving one’s spirit while cavorting about in nature isn’t really a novel notion though. In ancient times natura literally meant “birth,” and creation stories were a common … Continue reading
There’s a lot of beauty up there and some of it can’t been seen but our ancestors are routing for us. “Be still,” they say. “Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands.” -Linda Hogan We … Continue reading
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