There is a tree growing wild in a field of bones and ancient ashes. It shines with phantasmagorical color, a statement of ecstasy and potential so great it draws timid souls to it for exotic fruit. Its branches sway with the whispers of the past and, carved upon its bark, are a myriad visions of […]Read more "Unifying Paganism"
To dismiss the incredible amounts of distress we all feel and demand we soldier on is both counterproductive and inhumane. Though we are not all crying out, we no longer possess the emotional strength we held in reserve even two years ago. The election cycle of 2016 and the Presidency of Donald Trump in 2017 […]Read more "Lighting the Village Fire"
The green lawn of Bok Tower rolled down hill into orange groves and pastures, stretching out everywhere to the east until rain or fog hid the horizon. Sitting some 290+ feet above sea level–rare heights in the Florida peninsula–I received painful truth from a kindly spirit of the area. Yes, I am comfortable today and sometimes […]Read more "Workshopping the Path"