How many selfs make a Self?
Pardon me, but perhaps you can help? You see, I have become, much to my chagrin, a lover of questions and now I am indeed confused for I wonder, What…
Pardon me, but perhaps you can help? You see, I have become, much to my chagrin, a lover of questions and now I am indeed confused for I wonder, What…
It is told in places of old around the Speaking Fire that one can tell those touched by the wild— by the light dancing in their eyes running as easily…
Tell me, do your feet touch the ground? No, I mean really! Are your legs long enough that the bare soles of your feet make love with Earth as you…
I have a question for my men friends. Have you every yet made love with a sweet dark-eyed Mule Deer doe? Have you felt the way she looks turning toward…
This is a guest post from my partner in creativity and learning and adventure, Cheryl Slover-Linett. Her original blog post can be found here. Until recently I felt I wasn’t…
Reporting in from a Santa Fe Sunrise: I have touched the Life Force within… It is not mine Belongs to no one but itself Owned by no ideology nation or…
The Face in the Mirror Seven days have I not looked. No mirror has graced this face of stubble. And not until the airport men’s room will I gaze to…