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On Thursday, February 9, 2017, I was minding my own business with Bastest and yogifying to work out the kinks remaining from Standing Rock. I had the kind of sweat that only Seane Corn can create. Somewhere between vin and yasa, all proceedings were interrupted by two Old Ladies, Grandmothers of the invisible persuasion. One... Continue Reading →
The bones They carry us when we are breathing and carry the breath to get us home when we are not. The breath continues as prayer and whistles through the bones. Carried by the winds to an ear, the call toward home. Seeking to replace the lostness with a space the heart knows. When the... Continue Reading →
Oh , my loveThose voices you hear? They are real.They are your forebears and from the future,Calling you into Being and pulling you into Yourself. Fear not, young oneYou will no longer feel anything aloneYet you will feel more… More intensely, more deeplyMore of nothingAnd everything All.One. In one.In you. Breathe, child. And be. Glorious.
This book is the story of truths that want to be acknowledged and remembered even when there are those that want to disarm and disbelieve it or leave it behind. These truths include history that many have long forgotten, the significant pain experienced by multitudes across generations, and how those things intersect in the modern... Continue Reading →
“Don’t give up…please don’t give up on us.” In Mother Mary and Walking Away, I shared why I did not kill myself in February 2018 in my desperate exhaustion after six months steeped in The Fuckery. It was not the first time she had appeared in my world but it was one of the more... Continue Reading →
The first time I thought about walking away was on October 17, 2017. That was the day that we received confirmation from dental records that the young woman I thought I was going to find in Phoenix was dead long before I got there. Her mother delivered the news while I was in Ajo, Arizona,... Continue Reading →
Why do men want to fuck children? To rape children? If you aren’t one who does that, don’t speak for what you don’t know. This isn’t for speculation. It’s to knock around your heart for a while. Why do we perpetuate it, openly? We already know that answer so how are we going to address... Continue Reading →