"Love tells me I am everything; wisdom tells me I am nothing; In between the two, my life flows."

Poems

wOMb

How does sex relate to ritual and sacrifice? Are they as interwoven as the universe, in worship? As the breath, in prayer? How does power unite time and creativity? In ecstatic expression? In joyful emergence? How does the will serve? Through the transformations of perception? Through the karmas of reincarnation? Through the dramas of dharma?

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Ritual

The essence of a ritual is repetition – whether a vow, or a farewell, whether a poem, or a grocery list, The essence of ritual is repetition. Then, what, one may ask, is the essence of repetition? Is it prayer or automation? Like the breath, which rises and falls, flows and stalls, like the mind,

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Initiations

What do I mean when I say my writings are initiations? What are initiations, anyways? Are they rites of passage? Moments of renewal? Redeemers of human loneliness? My felt sense of an initiation is a darkness that is at once ineffable and self-aware. I imagine stairs suspended in a dream scape, or a water in

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What is Intimacy?

What is Intimacy: Is it – to pray with the body, to move with the spirit, to bow and expand and purify? Is it – the closeness of space, knit carefully as womb and child? Is it – the cry of birth? Or the redeeming liberation that exalts the heart and breath and spinal coil?

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Materialism and Fantasy

Materialism and Fantasy: Is capitalism the water we swim in, or the pollution? There’s a curious way in which our most precious longings become the crest of a wave as ephemeral as it is real, and whether we swim or drown is dependent on whether we can tell the dreamer from the dream, the choice

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Renewal…

The road to renewal is through the underworld, through the dark, through the unconscious. The relationship between the ego and the self can be that of a guide, or that of a terror, or that of both, depending on whether our deepest repression is also seen as our most wholesome liberation… Tantra, inevitably, points to

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The Flute

I want to write about glimpsing into an expanded intimacy, not simply with family and friends and favorite foods, but with life’s workings in all their funk and glory. I call it intimacy because it is as homely as it is lovely, and mundane as it is extraordinary. It is joy and emptiness, coming together

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The Right to Dream

It is said that in sleep deprivation, it is not the lack of rest that takes its toll on us, but the build-up of psychic material and how, left unprocessed by the machinery of night, it seeps and creeps into our daily life with the weight of a heavy rain cloud, or burdensome repression. Our

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Seed Song

What is the difference between insecurity and vulnerability? What is the danger with not being able to differentiate between a real tiger and an imaginary one? Is the imagination the key to both unlocking the heart and breaking it in half? What is the nature of need? The sufis say that need must be intensified

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Hope & Fantasy

Like taste and flavor, like milk and honey, like soul and spirit, like love and company – hope & fantasy go hand in hand. Like food and money, like justice and urgency, like oneness and harmony – hope & fantasy share a rhythm & story. On the hero’s journey, the guide and inner child are

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