In the clutch of the moon.

The way the crescent moon cups in the center feels deep down in the hollow of my heart like this.  Like yes for many days now I’ve been laid back in that very good place to hang out a while.  Laid back swing– –that’s home, the east, the fall-changing leaves, the peeps and screeks in…

Fall Equinox & New Moon

    Tonight at 10:29 on the east coast is the Autumnal Equinox.  Light and dark are equivalent.  I am here on the East Coast, honoring my bounty with wide open eyes.     The wind blows here in Pennsylvania with a giant sweep like the angels have a push-broom going shhooshhh shoooshhhh shooooshhh because…

The things about Waves.

PT. 1 To swim at a spot where there’s a deep divot drop-off and lots of backwash from pounding shore break, this is what you do.   Stand at the seem, the furthest place the water flows up on the sand. Get your ankles wet.  If you’re not timid go up to your calves.  Now…

*Vintage Dada* September. Drug kids in the cool white sand.

*This post originally appeared on September 13, 2009, titled My First Time, on The Impulse Itself (2008-2013) In September the tourists went home, it all sort of started when Felix came in early August which was also the time I kicked Kevin out of the house for the PCP. This left us, Suzette and me or…

Tonight is the last full moon of summer…

…why does that matter?  Because as the sun throws itself way out to that far ol corner of the sky, and its light comes down no longer orange cast or even yellow but that sheer white color of September and long shadows–so too does the moon, who keeps us in soul time, remind that this…

Wild Wisdom IS Social Justice

Wild Wisdom is about trusting inner, authentic soul, and instinct. TO GET THERE, one must take on the Real Work of deprogramming our persona wounds. One major form of this are the societal rules and roles to which we unconsciously subscribe. In doing so, our power of choice is limited. When we do our own…

Then It’s September

Then It’s September.   The traffic slows.  The traffic slows, the Tuesday after Labor Day I am on the street at 7pm.  The street is closed, there are no open shops on the block.  There are no other body’s on the block.  Just me and Jaz, and the homeless lady wheeling her bike ahead of…

How will you…

…be the change? “Self-respect and honor cannot be protected by others.  They are for each individual himself or herself to guard.” “It is the law of love that rules mankind.  Had violence, i.e., hate ruled us, we should have become extinct long ago.  And yet the tragedy of it is that the so-called civilized men…

Black Podcasts on #Ferguson and Police Brutality

Originally posted on Spaceship Dreaming:
I created this post to put a collection of podcast that have covered and are currently covering the information on Michael Brown, Ferguson, and police brutality in general. I thought it was important to share this information and get different perspectives of what is “real people” are saying about Ferguson…