I am Healer, Mystic & Gun Owner

The nature of this post has changed a bit since I first decided to write it in light of  Newtown, Connecticut.  At this point, I'm not sure what the impetus was (something about human desperation) but in light of personal interactions since the shooting, I've felt the need to let this morph into something both... Continue Reading →

Autumn Floods

The autumn floods had come.  Thousands of wild torrents poured furiously into the Yellow River.  It surged and flooded its banks until, looking across, you could not tell an ox from a horse on the other side.  Then the River God laughed, delighted to think that ll the beauty in the world had fallen into... Continue Reading →

What is there Beyond Knowing?

What is there beyond knowing that keeps calling to me?  I can't turn in any direcion but it's there.  I don't mean the leaves' grip and shine or even the thrush's silk song, but the far-off fires, for example, of the stars, heaven's slowly turning theater of light, or the wind playful with its breath;... Continue Reading →

Tangled Web

SourceURL:file://localhost/Users/ingrdo/Documents/Tangled%20web.docWave after wave of grief & pain.Not the colossal waves that shred, cleanse and renew but hints.  Small little ripples teasing, a prelude to what is to come. I don’t know as I’ve ever given much consideration to the anything called an ultimate betrayal.  I thought I might have experienced that as a child. But this is... Continue Reading →

PTSD and me

I used to be plagued by the standard symptoms of PTSD for years.  Despite knowing what was going on with me--my background as treatment provider made it impossible to not know--I didn't begin any kind of treatment until my early 30s.  I went to therapist after therapist looking for someone who would 'fit' me, 'get'... Continue Reading →

The Love Lobotomy

"In a society at war with man and nature, a religion of peace and love might be fantasized into creed, rituals & otherworlds while it's professed adherent continue to live [in a way that doesn't support it]. ~ Jim Corbett (Goatwalking) "Everything is Love" is a mantra that's been around a loooong time and has... Continue Reading →

Only Breath

This is a prelude to a new post coming tomorrow about the recognition of my loss of identity and others' need for 'the story'. Not Christian or Jew or Muslim Not Hindu Buddhist Sufi or Zen. Not any religion or cultural system. I am not from the East or the West. Not out of the... Continue Reading →

Angels and I

A few weeks ago I asked Facebookers in my stream to toss out a few questions in an effort to find some writing inspiration.  At the time, I lost focus but remembered the essence of one question:  Do you communicate/work with angels? In short, no. Some of you may know that, for me, how I... Continue Reading →

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