Life and Death in the Family Tree: Beauty in Design.
Older life in the family tree has cleared, giving way to newer energy -- the germinating seedling nourished by the breakdown of former forms.
Heal the Shadow of the Inner Mother Within.
We confuse the Dark Feminine or the Dark Mother with the shadow side of the Mother archetype because culturally we deny that there is a shadow side to it.
The Birds Still Migrate in Formation. {poetry}
If fed and nourished, some birds stay in place. Even the small hummingbird can face the cold when fed and welcomed, avoiding the costs of exhaustion.
Feel Injustice With All Your Senses in Order to Know.
The moment you see something with your own eyes and feel injustice with all your senses, you cross an inner border, you know you can’t go back from there.
It’s 2020: Move Until Your Mind Is Clear.
This is a new kind of embodiment, a new synthesis of threads weaving together mind and body, weaving together self and surroundings.
Let Us Care for Our Elders in This Fast-Paced World.
We owe it to our elders to make them feel needed and respected in their golden years. Plus, we owe them a country that looks out for their basic needs.
Allow Me to Lean Into the Pure Release in All That I Do.
Merge with me in the ecstatic life force energy, no longer limited to mere physical lovemaking, but ever expanding in all that we do.
War-Words: Picture Frame in My Mind’s Eye. {poetry}
The war is over or is it? Do I know you as a dirty innocent thing yet? A discarded soft child forgotten by your god? A picture frame made of wilted flowers?
People Lost in the Barren Expanse: The SF Underworld.
I recently ran from someone who was like the people there, though in the context of the the place I saw him, I could discern him, I felt his humanity.
We’ve Become Crude: Our Common Tale of Woe. {poetry}
We’ve become boxers who bite opponents. We’ve become women who fail to report rape. We’ve become men who piss themselves. This is our common tale of woe.