HipGnosis I Allow your eyes to close I will guide you. B r e a t h e. Walk with me Through the forest Over the water Into the sky Follow the sound of my voice As it travels from my lips To your heart. L i s t e n. Do you know where you are? Have you been...
Place – tap – swing – split – stack This is my moving mantra Bump – bump – pop – crack – clatter This is my guided meditation Find – fill – carry – offer – accept This is my daily practice Share...
Thunder rolls by like a freight train that’s been startled. It is heavy and loud Like an avalanche; But nimble and quick Like Jack. The air puts on a cool, damp glove And touches my face, knowingly. The rain whispers to me Something I can’t quite understand. I know...
Mystery sits before me Her face cast in shadow By the halo of fire she wears Pulsations from the forest heart From the root From The Source From inside me and beyond me Tear across my body Like heat lightning In the summer sky I explode with light And darkness...
by fireUrchin the hawk flew past just as we sat to form a sister sharing of Intention for the journey we do this periodic meeting, sharing, parting it is our herstory – our sistory delving deeper in small spaces than possible talks about india, elephants,...
by Dawn DeZan I may not know your name or where you live, But I know your soul. I have seen it dancing around the fire in the dark. The parts of you that you dare not show anyone, You show me. Your joy; your pain; your confidence; your fears; your anguish and...
by Amy Josuweit I wanted to see my reflection in the mesh of the tent’s doorway. Instead, I zipped it open and crawled inside, to eat. Eat and blanket my blisters. When I sleep, I awaken stone – loss of time so palpable, unforgiving. I’ve missed the...
By Lyra Hilliard What is this moment we’ve been waiting for— Right Here Right Now? Where are we going when we turn our vehicles into Tetris miracles Bins upon bins with As many drums as can fit into a Suburu (seventeen) Baskets and bags stuffed with...
By Steve Trombulak I was walkin’ down the road at this festival one night, with thoughts of birds and the bees under the stars and the trees. I had some mead to feed my need ‘cause it’s my creed to slow my speed, and it’s a fact I do concede that I was feelin’...
