What would you pick as your word for the week?
Dreaming
Dreaming
You swim like lions through the crest And bathe yourself in zebra flesh Heyoka squeals softly now to let me know when he doesn't like something, like when I'm inside his cage in the dark... More »
"How poor we are at defending ourselves. The sprit of the place where we were born and of the water in which we were bathed and even the stones of the riverbed are dreaming of... More »
This story describes what happened to me when I rescued a barred owl one night.
It manipulates language the same way I do. So it uses my words to talk to me in my voice, but it feels different than my voice ... heavier, unwavering ... and it doesn't make... More »
When I realized being mindful of what I'm doing with the stress and not focusing on the stress itself provides the energy and imagination to accomplish miraculous changes and see really huge patterns.
Remembering it's a dream.