The purpose of my vision quest last September was to perform a ceremony whereby I would initiate myself into full adulthood. Rites of passage is a familiar concept for most people in our culture, but nonetheless we tend to underplay the importance of ceremonially marking life’s big transitions. We take for granted that at various … Continue reading A Band of Brothers
I am not a mechanism, an assembly of various sections. And it is not because the mechanism is working wrongly, that I am ill. I am ill because of wounds to the soul, to the deep emotional self, and the wounds to the self take a long, long time, only time can help and patience, … Continue reading The Descent
Caught up in a mass of abstractions, our attention hypnotized by a host of human-made technologies that only reflect us back to ourselves, it is all too easy for us to forget our carnal inherence in a more-than-human matrix of sensations and sensibilities. Our bodies have formed themselves in delicate reciprocity with the manifold textures, … Continue reading The Silvatici and the Spell of the Sensuous