I Must Leave This City Before I Leave My Own Heart.
I know that as an individual, I cannot remain much longer in a city where I see myself morphing into a dark, unfeeling creature.
Browsing Tag:
moon
Escape by Sea: Shape of Salvation in Watercolor Tones.
I imagined people escaping by sea, from disease and geological cataclysm, and thought of what it must be like to have made it onto a boat.
A Song of Death in the Midst of Suburbanism.
When we were living under the totems, we seem to have been more aligned with this planet. Now, there seems to be only death.
Aum: Turn on, Tune in, and Drop Out Completely. {poetry}
Aum! The moon is full. End of 2020 -- apocalypse time. Terence McKenna only messed up the numbers, everything else is straight to the point.
What It Means to Be a Witch: From the Voices of Wild Women Describing Their Magickal Path. {Part Two}
The path of witchcraft is so beautifully diverse and freeing because the term 'witch' simply means to be wise about your craft, your passion.
How Did the Aries New Moon Change You?
See yourself and the world after the fire burns down to embers... Breathe life into this New Earth and your new self. Love each other.
The Labyrinth: A Series of Art. {Part Seventeen: Blood Moon}
Blood Moon is holding space for us to lay out what’s hard and look at it, and yes it stings. And yes it hurts. But why do we always try to numb pain?
The Labyrinth: A Series of Art. {Part Sixteen: Dark Side of the Moon}
I liken Dark Side of the Moon to a woman, a motherly one who quietly takes care of things in the shadow, so that what you see in the light is flawless.
The Mushroom Spoke Again: In Dialogue with Terence McKenna. {poetry}
Somehow it comes back to me, the forbidden knowledge. And the elves in the garden start developing voices. And the mushroom speaks again.
Full Moon Musings: On Reading E.E.Cummings. {poetry}
i used to kiss the moon, kiss the moon... and it used to kiss me back, kiss me back... humming to me softly, softly so i can never forget.