When a force of nature dies
I ache in grief to hear the news and after the tears subside I ask myself where does a force of nature go when the door opens to let it pass through he was a father to me and to…
Hearts That Bleed Sing Folk Songs
I reflected today on the meaning of the phrase 'bleeding heart' that's been attributed to liberals. I don't see how all hearts aren't bleeding in some ways, if not hemorrhaging, despite the complexity of the issues. With all the deaths,…
Please vote for and with Love !
I vote for Love! During a time of such unrest, what a pleasure it was to officiate at a wedding recently, and include elements of beloved Shamanic traditions. The joy and beauty is in such remarkable contrast to so much…
A New Year and Season of Uncertainty
I hate to admit that it's hard to find hope this season. There are eruptions everywhere and fears of continued unrest, disease, and divisiveness. I have exerted great effort to not post anything negative and that too is challenging. Rather…
Roll Up … the Magical Medicare Tour !
Back when I was turning a mere 64, it was another Beatles song I sang for celebration. This year it's the magical medicare tour! It's not the best year for a party, so I ask you to please join me…
“Work is love made visible”
Having persisted in assembling a desk chair with sheer will and determination and yes for me, even fearlessness, I am inspired to share some Gibran prose on work. As I reflect on it, I realize that I was largely influenced…
Accelerating quantum leap healing
Humanity is experiencing aspects of an extinction event these days. Shamans understand that interacting with Spirit in any form of sacred ceremony enables us to access realms capable of promoting greater health and well being specifically with regard to improved…
Shamanic Summer Solstice ….
With all the tumultuous unrest and uncertainty there doesn't seem to be much we can count on. I tried to think of what I could say about the longest and lightest day of the year today, and then I was…
Has anybody here seen my old friend Martin …. ?
As a child of the Sixties, watching the implosion of pain and injustice, I found myself humming the song Abraham, Martin and John. We've been here before, but darkness has a new hue, it's thicker somehow, has more fear, more…
Once Upon a Time – A Poem for a Patriarch’s 90th Birthday
Geno Cerilli, affectionately known as "Tut", is a man who has touched my heart immeasurably. Usually referred to as my Dad's army buddy, this bear of a man has always held secrets and stories I loved hearing glimpses of when…