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the lost one

Sometimes I snack on dry cereal when I’m in bed…

I got out of the shower the other morning to find the following note and ‘O’.

The note reads: woe is me, for I am lonely cheerio. left behind by my brethren, I have spent the night underneath a woman who knew not that I was here! what is my fate? I wonder.

Almost better than the love notes I usually get. ❤


through the haze

I began to have an idea of my life, not as the slow shaping of achievement to fit my preconceived purposes, but as the gradual discovery and growth of a purpose which I did not know.
~Jeanna Field

where the wild things are

I’ve made love with one eye on the door
I’ve left good rooms with nothing to say
I wanted to love them
But love got in the way

And so what if everything’s changed
And so what if I’ve held out for more
I’m all wild in places
I wasn’t before

~Dayna Kurtz

forging my path

We have been telling the people that this is the
Eleventh Hour
Now we must go back and tell the people this is the

And there are things to be considered:

Where are you living?
What are you doing?
Are you in right relation?
Where is your water?
Know your garden.

It is time to speak your truth.

Create your community.
Be good to each other.

And do not look outside yourself for the leader.
This could be a good time!

There is a river flowing now very fast
It is so great and swift that there are those who will
be afraid.
They will try to hold on to the shore.
They will feel they are being torn apart and they
will suffer greatly.

Know the river has its destination.

The Elders say we must let go of the shore, and
push off and into the river, keep our eyes open, and
our head above the water.

See who is in there with you and Celebrate.

At this time in history, we are to take nothing
Least of all ourselves.

For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth
and journey comes to a halt.

The time of the lone wolf is over.

Gather yourselves!

Banish the word “struggle” from your attitude and
your vocabulary.

All that you do now must be done in a sacred
And in celebration.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for . . .

-The Elders, Hopi Nation, Oraibi, Arizona –
(thank you Josh)

vintage spring

The funniest way to end an email to me–

“okay, this is where you chime in.”

I love it so.

Myth: we have to save the earth. Frankly, the earth doesn’t need to be saved. Nature doesn’t give a hoot if human beings are here or not. The planet has survived cataclysmic and catastrophic changes for millions upon millions of years. Over that time, it is widely believed, 99 percent of all species have come and gone while the planet has remained. Saving the environment is really about saving our environment – making it safe for ourselves, our children, and the world as we know it. If more people saw the issue as one of saving themselves, we would probably see increased motivation and commitment to actually do so.
~Robert M. Lilienfeld and William L. Rathje~

shape of my heart

If I was to see with a clear eye
for a long time, over distance,
I had to guard myself
from feeling.

It is why I lived alone, doled out love
in small, brilliant daubs,
hoarded my feelings, saved them
for the pictures,
where I wanted everyone
to love me.

~Kate Braid

The lovely and fabulous Goddess Leonie closed her latest email with these words:

May you remember just what a gift you are, right here, right now.


banana love

Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within. I use the word not merely in the personal sense but as a state of being or a state of grace–not in the infantile American sense of being made happy but in the tough and universal sense of quest and daring and growth.

~James Baldwin


Even if you can’t shape your life the way you want,
at least you can try as much as you can
not to degrade it
by too much contact with the world,
by too much activity and talk
Do not degrade it by dragging it along
taking it around and exposing it so often
to the daily silliness
of social relations and parties,
until it comes to seem a boring hanger-on

— C.P. Cavafy