To touch a stone, to touch it with the fullness of sense / With the knowing mind alive in the fingertips Is to go deep back where all belongings were / To feel the flames and the floods that wrought the earth / And know this hand is one with all that was…
Read MoreThe lore of the Chinese lute gives us an unparalleled window into touch technique.The descriptions and imagery of the kinds of touch used for lute-playing show us that we in the West have a highly under-developed vocabulary and imagery for the vast range of gestures, shapes and spirit conveyed through the infinite and different ways we touch.
Read More“Poetry is prayer.” There are a thousand prayers from around the world in these treasured anthologies.
Read MoreExcerpt from a review by Srikanth Reddy of “How Do You Know Where You Are”: Poems by Dana Levin, in the New York Times Book Review, April 17.…..(Levin variously) attempts to find a way out of her literary PTSD. So it’s quite exhilarating when, toward the book’s end, the poet finds her truest muse in the unlikeliest of places, on a chiropractor’s table:
Read MoreHow do you carry a dream in a broken world?
Read More'Roughly forty-three thousand years ago a young cave bear died in the rolling hills on the northwest border of modern-day Slovenia. A thousand miles away and a thousand years later, a mammoth died in the forests above the river Blau near the southern edge of modern-day Germany. Within a few years of the mammoth's demise, a griffon vulture also perished in the same vicinity. Five thousand years after that a swan and another mammoth died nearby.
…These different creatures, lost across time and space, did share one remarkable posthumous fate. After their flesh had been consumed by carnivores or bacteria, a bone from each of their skeletons was meticulously crafted by human hands into a flute.
…touch me…remind me who I am….
We can always find and feel that living axis and access to heaven and earth - through sky, land and water - that we share with all beings.
The experience newly born through a fulcrum – perhaps a ‘simple’ touch – can become quite simply an absolute origin, an origin of consciousness. In times of great discoveries, a fulcrum can be the seed of a world.
Read MoreThis time we’re in calls for a world-wide upwelling of compassion.
Read MoreWe know why the caged bird sings and the uncaged as well. It’s in our nature. Without it is a life without soul.
Read MoreShe came back. There were rumors as to what had happened…
Read MoreGod created the child, that is , your wanting, so that it might cry out, so that milk might come…
Read MoreNorth American cicadas spend 17 years underground, as “nymphs”. Cicadas have evolved organs enabling them to dig up to the surface. Once above ground, they emerge from their exoskeletons with beautiful wings and soon begin singing their melodious, loud songs.
Read MoreA powerful song written by Silvio Rodríguez, widely considered Cuba’s best folk singer-songwriter, leader of the Nueva Trova movement for equal justice in Cuba.
Read MoreFrom 1970 through 1977, the Whole Earth Center in Evanston, Illinois was in many ways a life center for me and many others…
Read MoreThe two most important books of poetry for me as a young man were my introductions to non-North American writers - particularly the poetry of César Vallejo…
Read MoreThe spider “tunes” its web. Could we tune our clients through their connective tissues? And how does this relate both to music and to medicine?
Read MoreThe recordings linked below are just favorites of mine. I thought I’d share them with you. Some are just one song, others whole albums.
Read MoreMay these 80 Dylan songs support your soul, creativity and longevity! Happy Birthday, Bob!
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