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About Me

.. //I AM/////.soft earth, that feet can sink into. cat tails and tall grasses. high strong mountains. i am more stream than stone. some marsh land. wild creatures exploring and an owl fierce and wise. trees, still young-but green always. green. hands wet with river mud and the sun shining above.
"No life can be barren which hears the whisper of the wind in the branches, or the voice of the sea as it breaks upon the shore; and no soul can lack happiness looking up to the midnight stars."
Then a priestess said, Speak to us of Prayer. And he answered, saying: You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might pray also in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance. For what is prayer but the expansion of yourself into the living ether? And if it is your comfort to pour your darkness into space, it is for your delight to pour forth the dawning of your heart. And if you cannot but weep when your soul summons you to prayer, she should spur you again and yet again, though weeping, until you shall come laughing. When you pray you rise to meet in the air those who are praying at that very hour, and whom save in prayer you may not meet. Therefore let your visit to that temple invisible be for naught but ecstasy and sweet communion. For if you should enter the temple for no other purpose than asking you shall not receive: And if you should enter into it to humble yourself you shall not be lifted: Or even if you should enter into it to beg for the good of others you shall not be heard. It is enough that you enter the temple invisible. I cannot teach you how to pray in words. God listens not to your words save when He Himself utters them through your lips. And I cannot teach you the prayer of the seas and the forests and the mountains. But you who are born of the mountains and the forests and the seas can find their prayer in your heart, And if you but listen in the stillness of the night you shall hear them saying in silence, "Our God, who art our winged self, it is thy will in us that willeth. It is thy desire in us that desireth. It is thy urge in us that would turn our nights, which are thine, into days which are thine also. We cannot ask thee for aught, for thou knowest our needs before they are born in us: Thou art our need; and in giving us more of thyself thou givest us all."

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My Blog

my womb.

i am flowing like a river from my wombfrom my wombsacred waters of my body are guided by the moon.
Posted by on Wed, 29 Jul 2009 14:34:00 GMT

the heat is on.

today i wanted to do nothing but lay on the cold floor and sleep. i was too hot to even move. but even though i'm feeling slow, everything around me is speeding up. the flowers around my house are in ...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Jun 2009 20:12:00 GMT

costa rica

where to begin, i dont even know.12 hour of sunlight, 12 with the moon. my life is inspired to be balanced. i spend my time mothering and baking bread. planting seeds. sweeping the floor and reading s...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Mar 2009 07:43:00 GMT

ajna and arijah

two seeds planted, budding and growntwo seeds planted, with love were sewn.little wild flowers, blowing in the breezeone with peatals pure and blue, the other's black and green..feed the little flower...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Oct 2008 08:32:00 GMT

sounds of summer

the crickets sneak into our house at night. I remember when I was a kid my uncle talking about the krickets keeping him awake at night. I think their song is sweet and will miss them in the fall when ...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Aug 2008 20:59:00 GMT

backyard medicine

Summer is here, and i'm so glad. We spend the night of the solstice with expanded minds. i made a list of manifestations, burned insence on a fire, and fell in love with my apple tree. the sky was rea...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jun 2008 12:56:00 GMT

decent exposure

Why is it that people can paste boobs all over the media, for everybody to see everyday-and it is genrally accepted with little offense -but when you put a little baby anywhere near them, suddenly peo...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 14:32:00 GMT

the land is a mother that never dies.

oh june, i love you.today was beautiful! Blue skies, with big white dragon clouds who spit sunrays accross the fields o f corn. I harvested yellow dock roots, and discovered an abundance of catnip, sh...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 19:24:00 GMT

REbirth

Apples are my favorite fruit. They satisfy me in every way. Today I was resting on the hammock, looking at our apple tree, and I thought that maybe, when I die, i would like my body to be buried in th...
Posted by on Sat, 31 May 2008 18:17:00 GMT

welcome, Treebird.

I woke up thursday feeling really high energy. Adam took Ajna for the day and I stayed home, cleaned a bit and baked ginger bread. I could really feel the baby and wondered when he'd come.When Ajna ca...
Posted by on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 18:19:00 GMT