(I want to grow in you and you in me) “She lives in the deep oak forest, in the holy moon cave; from here she protects and heals all life. Diana, the wild primordial woman, soul of the forest, she is the hunter. She is the darkness. She is the savage. She is the deep moon seat of the Earth. She is queen of the witches.” . I bathed and…
I sense a rite in running, rhythmical pounding along the lines that skirt the town following the fields, the signs that say leaving the aching of my lungs swallowed by the great open heavens. Growth is in the soil. We spring into life. Activated, confident. Feeling the wriggle and pull of new desires. To playfully, sensitively and intelligently cross lines, and empower others to do the same. To…
Inhale . . . . . . . . . . . . Exhale . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Inhale . . . . . . . . . . . . ….
Absence: A revolution in the brew As we engage in Near distance Far closeness And reversed Exploring how to touch and be touched without touch; A warmth not settling in(to) flesh A vibration; an energy, seeking to be expressed Still fully charged I am carrying you with me, and you me; on me/you – as we go -R
