My first memory is one not of my own. Yet, it has stayed with me all of my life and became a little understood, but dominant riddle that has sometimes plagued, sometimes comforted me on my life’s journey.
Chapter 2 “Beginning the ascent”
My first experience with shamanic healing was through my spiritual enabler/therapist, L. A trim, raven-haired, woman with an aquiline nose, she had studied and practiced under the supervision of several founders of the psychedelic-assisted psychotherapy
Chapter 3 “First nation”
There’s an irony in that it took more than fifty years for me to better understand what I had observed in that briefest of visions of what I later knew to be native American life. I grew up with a love of forests
Alternate space
She speaks of alternate space
To come of age in this dry place
Mute and destitute, as thoughts will allow
Lithe, yet brawn
Lao Tzu #1
The Tao is not a thing that can be named
Nor is it no-thing
Things have names
But not the eternal Tao