The Sacred Masculine

man at sunset

Kneel and Kiss the Earth: One Man’s Prayer

(This is 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

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Qigong and the Blue Jay

I heard a thrum of wings behind me and turned to see a Western scrub jay atop the tall, wooden front gate. “Hello, lovely,” I smiled, and continued with my Qigong practice, barefoot on the cool red bricks. For a moment he sat there, observing, possibly looking for the dogs, then flew just over my

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man at sunset

Kneel and Kiss the Earth: One Man’s Prayer

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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Meet the Green Man: Archetype for A Wild Soul

After days of cold, grey rain, I needed to get out and walk. Opening the gate in the tall deer fence, I stepped through into the soggy field with its newly sprouted carpet of vividly green English wheat. The sky shimmered blue overhead and a sheer, golden light illuminated the bare trees and the rolling

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