Not All Who Wander Are Lost

Sacred kisses sanctify my soul Hallowed worship of bodies - want and need Consecration of flesh and desire Limbs of salt and sweat and bite of lust Erotic union with pulse of blood Beating through ribs of cage Like the hum and beat of the Mother Drum Holy union of touch...

All is born from great darkness. I think of plants - whose roots begin in the dark underbelly of Gaia growing to the hum and vibration of Mother Earth. Mammals and humans alike must gestate in the darkness of their mother's wombs - guided by...

This past weekend, I had the honor of doing readings at the Nevada City Psychic Fair with Bhava Spiritual Mission which I have been a part of for the past three months (90 days). I have known the Founder, Ingrid Turner, for almost four years....

Last night I sunk in and started dealing with some recent deep triggers. One of the greatest things I have learned is that the "story" (or person or thing) that we tend to want to "blame" for the trigger - is just that - a trigger....