Fire and night. cold desert night. tongues of flame flickering. licking the air. swallowing the darkness Dune shadows disappear into oblivioncanopy of stars. sparks of magicwind buffeting tents. calling my name scheherezade storyteller. Listen. I have come to listen to the sand and the wind and the stars. To feel into the soul of the Read more about Shifting Sands[…]
Do you think peace requires an end to war?Or tigers eating only vegetables?Does peace require an absence fromyour boss, your spouse, yourself?…Do you think peace will come some other place than here?Some other time than Now?In some other heart than yours? Peace is this moment without judgment.That is all. This moment in the Heart-spacewhere everything Read more about Peace is This Moment Without Judgment[…]
Please Come Home. by Jane Hooper. Please come home. Please come home.Find the place where your feet know to walkAnd follow your own trail home. Please com home. Please come into your own body,Your own vessel, your own earth.Please come home into each and every cellAnd fully into the space that surrounds you. Please come Read more about Come home[…]
Joy Harjo Put down that bag of potato chips, that white bread, that bottle of pop. Turn off that cellphone, computer, and remote control. Open the door, then close it behind you. Take a breath offered by friendly winds. They travel the earth gathering essences of plants to clean. Give it back with gratitude. If Read more about For Calling the Spirit Back from Wandering the Earth in Its Human Feet[…]
The main difference in the two major spiritual traditions lies in the fundamental enunciation about the manifested universe. In the Abrahamic traditions God created the world and no creature can be like the Creator. Anyone who claimed that, as did Jesus Christ, was persecuted. In the Indian traditions on the other hand, Brahman, the Highest Reality, Read more about Ravi Ravindra – A searcher is a pilgrim on a journey, willing to learn and change one’s course. There is no need to get stuck on some ancient text arranged by some organization to make us believers rather than searchers.[…]
Furry mint flowers mint me at the doorThe Hydrangea and sunflowers are finishing. But there’s a bud on the new anemone. Deepest pink penstemon trumpets flank the steps. There’s a downpour of rain. Which leaves water gurgling long after in the drain and raindrops lined up across the top of each pane of glassthrough which Read more about Home[…]
Let’s go on our journey. night travellers. Into the dark womb of silent stillness. the holding space. centre of mystery and sorcery. sanctuary of truth and secrecy. Explanding out into eternity. blending into infinity. boundless. I float suspended. A moon mothflutters through the darkness. feeding on the cool flowers of the night. The air vibrating Read more about Moon and Night[…]
Seed set. Night returns. Mary Magdalene is honoured. The seed sistas dress as Amanita muscariaPsychedelic fish swim byHere with the sturgeon on the Lammas full moon. back in my hometown with a toolkitrediscovering the old with new eyes. Walkingfinding the beauty where I had previously seen none. AnnaJoy says remember. you are made of magic. Read more about Dark moon[…]
Swirling whirling clouds of past, present, future mixing and merging time. flowing back into an old place finding things I’d never seen before. Getting off the arterial roadsAnd beyond the back streetsthere’s golden fields.looking up above the houses. there are trees all around here. Just north a bit are some of the oldest oaks in Read more about Seeing the old with new eyes[…]
I come from the stars, I come from a Mars. travelling through space and time. towing the line. walking out of line Leading a wonky dance Eat you heart out Max Wall. Don’t follow me!!!But Then maybe do follow me. You hear wordsof voices long stifledand you find your camel. The one you didn’t know Read more about Where I come from……[…]