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This will I suspect be a different sort of reflection because I generally hate these kinds of assignments. I have never (in

Permission What makes a space, place, this patch of reality sacred?  Is it not the hush, of permission to bring all? Your

WombThe deep, constantmoving face of Ocean callsto the salty matrix of blood,heart of bone, womb burieddeep in every cell, the memoryof creation,

I’d like to tell you a story... A campfire store, an old old story; that is new as well. It is a

The clicking of beetles in the trees. The wind that plays with the hills. The humm and chirp of the hummingbirds visiting