The Chickens Are Coming!
Hello Dear Friends, We’re inviting you to celebrate with us the coming of chickens to Magarini and to help us bring this fundraiser to a crescendo of closing! Our target…
Hello Dear Friends, We’re inviting you to celebrate with us the coming of chickens to Magarini and to help us bring this fundraiser to a crescendo of closing! Our target…
as if the veil is but an illusion of perception
a creation of inherited imaginations
no longer serving
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 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…
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…
a mycelium thread first weaves itself around my heart
like a web of nerves just for perceiving and sensing the world
then inserts itself—exploring my innermost secret chamber
where lives the name that cannot be spoken
“The more they love the soil the more they love each other.” — Emmanuel Karisa Baya