For the old ones used to say
The stories have been told in whispers down through the ages around campfire circles and even today intimated around certain dinner table gatherings But nowhere spoken more softly were these…
Browsing Category:
1 The River of Life — The Art of Living
Entering the Temple of Gratitude
I know you have been suckling the Milk of Life at Gaia’s breasts from her tender generous nipples your entire life since before the moment you first placed naked feet…
This Aliveness You Feel
This aliveness you feel sense and love As your bare feet learn to again kiss the soil That you hunger for the growing vitality of This beauty you return to…
Hello Luna
And spread branches of gratitude and wonder and curiosity
Drawn like a lover
Enchanted by a negligee of mist and clouds above
To the sacred chamber where Light and Darkness
Intimately entwine as One within my being
Reflecting the unspeakable marvels and lessons
Of Birth Death and Rebirth forever anew once more
These Medicines You Carry
These gifts These medicines you carry my friend they are woven of a whole just as are you and are not separate from the wounds that inform your living So…
Emmanuel—The Farmer of Children, Soil and Peace
“The more they love the soil the more they love each other.” — Emmanuel Karisa Baya
Today I shall bury myself
I Something inside me has to die I realize in the two AM blackness for something new to be born perhaps you know the feeling you don’t know exactly what…