I go to the mountains to pray
I go to the mountains to pray from within the one rooted oneness of the Aspen Body and from the temple where singing waters emerge Born gurgling out from under…
I go to the mountains to pray from within the one rooted oneness of the Aspen Body and from the temple where singing waters emerge Born gurgling out from under…
And now I find myself once again, uncomfortably, in too similar a position. The part of me that wants to just collapse and give up feels too intimately close. “I’ll…
So, tell me true, please if you will. Imagine you are invited to a personal meeting with a 200-year-old human yet full and present and vibrant with life. Would you…
Hello Dear Friends of Magarini Children Centre and Organic Demonstration Farm! Please join us next Sunday, May 3rd, for an informational and news updating call with Emmanuel Karisa Baya….
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…
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…
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