For the better part of the year I have been actively working with the two books by Jamie Sams, Earth Medicine and The 13 Original Clan Mothers. What these, more than anything previously have provided for me is peace and a feeling of coming home, solidity and focus, and even direction.. A direction that falls…Continue reading Indigenous Inspiration
Miraculous despair
At the greatest moment of despair, when you can only but accept (and have just accepted) the inevitable,miracles start to happen.Like a knob, tension inevitably building, just before it is about to burst open into a beautiful flower.
Spring equinox
The sun sets slowly in the forestAn eerie shift between worlds tangeableDark and night, equally lightThe glowing sun permeating still bare branchesA golden coat descendsDeep connection with Earth, Forest, and Sky.Fulfillment and gratefulness expand.Complete – I have all I needPeaceful – surrounded by beauty and graceRelief – dissolving the need to have, to have to…Continue reading Spring equinox
Loving Compassion (an ode)
And my drum saves the day again, I feel very grateful for having this instrument in my life. Deep pain, deep core wounds hit,Nowhere to goNowhere for solaceNow it is soNo one to reach out toNo one to seeI sit on the bed (and look up)My drum smiles at meHolding you close to my heart…Continue reading Loving Compassion (an ode)
Dystopian flash
With the 1 year anniversary of isolation, quarantine and distancing coming up, I felt I needed to write something, which gives an idea about the seriousness of the situation in which we find ourselves. People are getting desperate and desperately depressed. Mental health is increasingly declining, and, most importantly, despite the advertised claims of it…Continue reading Dystopian flash
What if..
In the spring, when everyone went into lockdown for Corona, and there were literally no cars on the streets, we suddenly started observing the strangest and most beautiful cloud formations and structures. The ones of the types I haven’t seen in 30 years.. Back then I was wondering whether there was a link between them…Continue reading What if..
Contact Neglected
FlashThere you areJust saw you and gone alreadyBlack treads of chaotic hairDirty faceTorn and muddy pieces of clothingUnwashed legs and feetHidden away for so longin the grime, the black, the forgottenI invite you to come backI have seen youyou are welcomein my bosomI receive youin loving kindnessin an embrace in solacein an embrace in warmthof…Continue reading Contact Neglected
Echoes of protection
Keep your distance We stick to the rules Avoid contact We stick to the rules Need to know only We stick to the rules Empty halls with echoes of protection We stick to the rules Hide your face We stick to the rules Safety first We stick to the rules Walk on dots only We…Continue reading Echoes of protection
10 years of going solo
Ten years ago, I was standing on the edge of a high, reddish-brown cliff. As far as my eyes could see, there was nothing, just desert. Nothing but sand and rock and cliffs and more of the same. A low pitch zoom, buzzing from below, slowly ascended. A slowly pulsating mass of electrical connections, with…Continue reading 10 years of going solo
In these days of news breaks..
I have to hang on tight.. So I wanted to share this one from TinyBuddha