Kneel and Kiss the Earth: One Man’s Prayer

man at sunset

A repost from last November that, given America’s recent election and the Shadow Masculine sweeping the presidential stage, poised against the holiday of Thanksgiving, seems timely and appropriate to share again. ~ LRH The sea is rumbling and agitated. Even a half mile away in a quiet neighborhood dense with evergreen trees, I hear its low voice,…

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Where The Elk Dream

I drive a short distance up into the western front of the crumpled, arid mountains that always feel like home. From the wide valley floor at seven thousand feet, the squat piñon and fragrant junipers slowly yield to tall ponderosa pines and shimmering aspens that crowd the higher elevations. There, overlooking the endless painted horizon of New…

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Rewilding the Heart and Soul

I need to go find the deer, eat some wild weeds, and walk beside a singing river.  While tree blossoms burst open in profusion all around, scenting the air with honeyed sweetness, and the earth is overrun by lanky, bright flowers of yellow woodsorrel, I’ve been gradually constricting. Like a lengthening shadow, domesticity slowly creeps up on…

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Kneel and Kiss the Earth: One Man’s Prayer

man at sunset

The sea is rumbling and agitated. Even a half mile away in a quiet neighborhood dense with evergreen trees, I hear its low voice, timeless and primordial, louder than normal. I have been feeling restless, myself, and burdened by carrying a basket of grumbles that I wish I could lay aside. What I need is to sit…

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Rewilding The Heart: The Coyotes of Taos

I wake in the night to the voices of coyotes yip yipping outside. The small casita where I am staying in Taos, New Mexico, is silent and dark, just a trickle of clouded moonlight seeping through curtained windows. The motorized whirl of the heater and hum of the refrigerator are both hushed, and for a…

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