Standing Naked
I would tell you I did not ask for this gift but that is not precisely true Far more accurate I suppose is that I did not trust Life enough…
I would tell you I did not ask for this gift but that is not precisely true Far more accurate I suppose is that I did not trust Life enough…
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…
a mycelium thread first weaves itself around my heart
like a web of nerves just for perceiving and sensing the world
then inserts itself—exploring my innermost secret chamber
where lives the name that cannot be spoken
Oh gosh, it can be so hard this touching this remembering the wonder and mystery not just of our innate worthiness but daily breathing in and out the magic of…
Tell me please, dear soul, when you walk upon the Earth do the soles of your feet touch your mother with your heart? And when you walk with this love…
I heard tell last night from a woman who lives in my heart the two of you were talking and discovered you each know me “I think he would say…
Sometimes I can find no respect for myself It is true Though once shameful to admit given how devoted I can be to cultivating it from others now I am…