They way of love is not a subtle argument. The door there is devastation. Birds make great sky-circles of their freedom. How do they learn it? They fall, and falling, they’re given wings. – Mevlana Rumi rahimahu Llah – via Failing gives wings… — Towards EnlightmentRead more "[Repost] “Towards Enlightenment”"
Basically, many people in the region have tuned into the unique property that is Ettawa Springs. Why? It’s located near Harbin Hot Springs, an old resort that was affected pretty heavily by the Valley Fire, as in, everyone had to fucking evacuate and no longer had a place to live, which totally sucked. Now, they […]Read more "Community @ Ettawa Springs"
The last time I saw her, misunderstood monsters wreaked havoc in both of our little houses while we watched from our mental cameras. “These are neither of us,” I whispered to her in a therapeutic voice, as if this hurricane were minute. Oh, but my words were impossible to hear because I haven’t seen her […]Read more "Misunderstood Monsters Living in Little Houses"
The Subtle Energies are the small things: . :They are the birds flapping, the flowers waving, and the movement of darting eyes. As the body stills (the large human), tiny twitches become noticeable. Our mass often disregards these small motions. In order to have the experience, One has to revisit gravity at a later date. […]Read more "Teach Me"
In the beginning, There is an entrance thru which you walk until you are greeted – either by the space or a person help you to leave your ego at the door. Allow for a transitory moment of clarity and receptivity, while you may be aware there is deeper still to go. The Gods of […]Read more "The Resainnance Premier Event"
During a spontaneous meeting in a coffee shop with a man in a red shirt named Ron, I conducted an interview with him that lead me to create this intriguing article about an unground school in Berkeley, California called the New Age Academy. Ron and Gloria began their school by renting an unused building […]Read more "The New Age Academy"
From Guatemala to Colombia was the plan, everything in between created the ritual. Weaving worlds wove their way into my home and completely transformed any intentions or ideas I may have had around living out my next few steps. Sure, rent was high, but I did not expect to sell my valuable possessions and rent […]Read more "The End of the Tour"