January 2, 2012
My power is hunting me. Tracking me through the long dark nights. Fear keeps me running through forests of thoughts, and apparitions of loss. What will I become?
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December 31, 2011
WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
not sure, but it might be inside the womb. warm, safe, dark, and red. MOM.
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Reblog if you’re going to dream big in 2012.
fyeahkaialtair: And you’re going to follow those dreams, no matter what.
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The Sacred Page
It has always been this way: The sacred landscape of the white page spread out beneath my pen, the swirling black ink acting as my link to the divine, to the words behind the worlds, and the voices waiting to emerge from within. Since my earliest years of wondering I have kept dream journals filled […]
read moreDecember 26, 2011
Long dark nights. . .
“Winter has arrived. The long nights unwind beneath my fingertips, and the songs sing out. I call upon the wisdom of oak & birch, and whisper rhymes on the midnight air. This is what it is to let go of the outer world. This is how it feels to turn down shows, parties, and New […]
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