angelbirdflies

When I am thirsty and no amount of water will fill me, this is where I turn.  This is my tribe, my clan.  These are my women.  My sisters.  My well.  Thank God, every moment, that they are breathing and dreaming on this beautiful spinning planet.  With them "I have a meat ye know not of".

A kiss blown to my beloved, sister-wife-forever love-friend-kin, whose heart beats with my own, as my own...life expressing in infinite form... forever whole.

I have been in Canada for quite a while, enjoying the beauty of my sweet sister, China, and the landscape  she inhabits.  Here is a window into our time:  Trips to the beach with our two wildly wonderful children, Bodhi and Mina.  Walks to the beach without our two wildly wonderful children.  Days spent reveling in beauty more abundant than I had cause to dream.  Walks alone on moody mornings, breathing in the salty spray from a thousand miles of distant ocean.  Long treks and short rambles through the forests in Metchosin  Falling deeply and passionately in love with arbutus trees.  Deer so close you could touch them if you were patient enough, we weren't (well more specifically Bodhi and Mina weren't).  Waterfalls  Lakes  Fires on the beach...  Happiness picking veggies in the greenhouse to be humbly transformed into culinary masterpieces in the kitchen by sisters joyously working side b...

I just returned from Prescott for a visit with my family, a celebration of my mom's sixtieth birthday and some seriously intense and moving experiences. Rather than share the experiences, which are too private and as yet undigested, I will instead offer a few photos.  And extend a happy birthday to my mom.

"One day Fawn heard Great Spirit calling to her from the top of Sacred Mountain. Fawn immediately started up the trail. She did not know that a horrible demon guarded the way to Great Spirit's lodge. The demon was trying to keep all the being of creation from connecting with Great Spirit. He wanted all of Great Spirit's creatures to feel that Great Spirit did not want to be disturbed. This would make the demon feel powerful, and capable of causing them to fear him. Fawn was not at all frightened when she came upon the demon. This was curious, as the demon was the archetype of all the ugly monsters that have ever been. The demon breathed fire and smoke and made disgusting sounds to frighten Fawn. Any normal creature would have fled or died on the spot from fright. Fawn, however, said gently to the demon, "Please let me pass. I am on the way to see Great Spirit." Fawn's eyes were filled with love and compassion for this oversized bully of a demon....