Everyone knows the great energies running amok castterrible shadows, that each of the so-calledsenseless acts has its thread loopingback through the world and into a human heart.And meanwhilethe gold-trimmed thunderwanders the sky; the rivermay be filling the cellars of the sleeping town.Cyclone, fire, and their merry cousinsbring us to grief—but these are the hourswith the Read more about Shadows[…]
Remembering all that has passed moon dance the biggest release of the year every full moon is a release release everything that doesn’t serve me Compassion and Grace – big love and big mercy graciousness in the face of suffering don’t turn your face away from the pain life offers us – we are all Read more about The time of Remembering[…]
look at your hands your beautiful useful hands you’re not an ape you’re not a parrot you’re not a slow loris or a smart missile you’re human not british not american not israeli not palestinian you’re human Read more about Human Beings[…]
There are beautiful wild forces within us Let them turn the mills inside.And fillsacks that feed evenheaven GOD WOULD KNEEL DOWN I think God might be a little prejudiced. For once He asked me to join him on walk. through this world and we gazed into every heart on this earth And I noticed He Read more about WILD FORCES[…]
Hokusai says look carefully.He says pay attention, notice.He says keep looking, stay curious.He says there is no end to seeing. He says look forward to getting old.He says keep changing,you just get more who you really are.He says get stuck, accept it, repeatyourself as long as it is interesting. He says keep doing what you Read more about Look Carefully[…]
Take me by the hand and walk me out of this hole. this hole of despair. keep whispering in my ear. and moving me forward one step at a time. The muscles in my face ache the ones I use to keep the mask in place. The muscles in my shoulders throb. my hands are Read more about My lost words[…]
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[…]
This poem came through after watching David Attenborough’s Life on this Planet. If you haven’t watched it, may I HIGHLY recommend that you do and that you then share it far and wide. It’s causing a wave of awakening.. Amidst it all.Amidst uncertaintyEmotional frailtyRealization that how we have livedHas desecrated our worldUnknowinglyThen knowingly Because we didn’t,Because Read more about Treesisters calling[…]
Juliana Spahr ^ By the end of the year, I was used to things I hadn’t seen before, like a series of street brawls between fa and antifa that often absurdly tumbled into the Berkeley all organic full-of-strollers farmer’s market. Used to hearing about friends’ emails caught up in various FOIAs. Used to the social media posts about how someone somewhere was getting Read more about excerpts from “Will There Be Singing”[…]
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living Read more about Thoreau – On Walden[…]