There comes a time when we just have to admit things about ourselves and share them with other people. Last night I had the most intimate experience. Continue reading The Shaman and the blow up doll.
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Sometimes I’m a little slow and need other people to point out what may be the obvious. Continue reading Detroit: A new vortex? The winds have been Northerly and brining cooler weather with them. The light of day is changing and one can see that Summer is beginning its way out. What a Summer it’s been. Continue reading Downtime and choices. It’s nice to be able to finally post this. It’s the kind of thing a Shaman has bitter sweet feelings about the person you put so much time, effort, resources and love into is now off on to their own path. Continue reading New Shaman. I need to always remember that I live in an ignorant, fear based culture and that people will look at something they don’t understand and pick out pieces that nurture their fears so they feel justified in their attacks. Take that last post, for instance. Continue reading That Sequoia Redd thang. Oonamah noneh hweh koh netz jemah nomohnaimeh sog ket meh kah yonehwah koh manmeh. Chetznoh meh kah maneh mahnmah yai. Noh pepek kai moh henan Aonchitak Cho Ni. Continue reading Khogan kai Sequoia Redd nezjeh nah. That “Divine Order” thang. I wonder where the Divinity really lies in that. I’ve always been the one that did the pictures and followed the visions that, in turn, took me to great places on the physical plane and inner self. Continue reading An interesting point in time. I really don’t know where to begin on this one. I guess I’m just at that point of life where a man looks back at a past longer than his future and tries to make sense of those pieces of his life that never made a clear picture, or a good one for that matter. We all have those things we really wanted to do, the things we had to do and for some of us, the things we were really good at that we wished we weren’t. Continue reading The beauty of hindsight is clarity. I’m going to miss where I’m at. After the nutty closing at Distillery Farm I moved to Susan’s house and set up camp at her place. It’s beautiful here on top of the mountain. She has seven wooded acres and I’ve enjoyed eating wild blueberries, blackberries and raspberries by the handsful. I’ve walked up on deer napping under the trampoline and at almost every turn there are rabbits scurrying back to the brush. It happened just like you would see it in a movie. The biggest crow I’ve ever seen was standing in the doorway of the barn I use as my wood shop, flapping his wings and screaming at me as I saw the vision. Continue reading Crow speaks. |
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