In the late 1960s there was a book — The Medium is the Message, by an author, Marshall McLuhan that was all the rage. In the book McLuhan – addressing television – asserted that the message had both content and character. The content (the show that was on) was an easily grasped message – it was entertaining — while the character of the medium (passively sitting in front of the… Read More »
It’s autumn… the equinox is long past. The sun keeps moving further South and the days, inexorably grow shorter. Darkness is coming.
A few weeks ago, I took myself on a walk in the late afternoon, and by the time I turned around to head home it was quite dark. I live on a dirt road high on a hillside in a small, southern Vermont town. Stone walls and trees… Read More »
The Shamanic Journeys workshop recently ended “here on the hill.” Filled with grief, gratitude, suffering, healing, heroism, connection and transformation… today I still swim in the wonder if at all. I’m drawn to share part of that wonder by addressing a few big themes that moved through our collective experience.
After several sodden vision quest days in Nova Scotia, wishing for sun, I decided to just “love what is.” It was a good decision! And this love letter to Nature, to the primal reality of a wet and dripping world was one of the results. Enjoy!
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Wind moves in the branches. This morning brings rain and fog, the call of a lonely sparrow, the tapping of dripping… Read More »
When I was the stream, when I was the
forest, when I was still the field,
when I was every hoof, foot,
fin and wing, when I
was the sky
itself… Read more »
