What’s a little odor got to do with it?
For the first time in a weekI look in the mirrorsix hairshang long out my right nostril A dozen protrudefrom my right ear as to beg for combingor at least…
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3 The Power of Arrival
Born Again!
I woke this morningto rise before Sunseeking witness of virgin shafts of lightdancing with shadows whilepiercing the bows of tall Ponderosas andcaressing towering Firs too I unzip the door of…
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Oh Great Spirit
Oh Great Spirit
hold me close on this night
for the sorrows and pains and problems of the world
are intimate with my heart in this darkness.
What might it be like…
What might it be like to sacrifice the smallness and sureties of this separate self identity upon the altar of Mystery and bow in wonder and amazement gazing upon the…
Standing Naked
I would tell you I did not ask for this gift but that is not precisely true Far more accurate I suppose is that I did not trust Life enough…
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…