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…
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…
“Natural life is the nourishing soil of the soul…. It is the body, the feeling, the instincts, which connects us with the soil.” — C.J. Jung “It is no measure…
Does your resiliency ever get you down? Mine does! Gets me down, I mean. You know, that ‘bouncing back’ to the same ole patterns of feeling overwhelmed by the news…
Rewilding one’s self is coming to know one’s own body as the Earth’s body, and to again identify Earth as one’s own body as well. It is to again become indigenuous the cosmos, the Earth, and to the place of your local living.
The nails of my fingers
leave claw marks
in the soil of life
from my clinging on
to what is familiar
and comfortable and no longer
serves that which is awakening