Walking the fires,leaning on an primordial staff of hand carved oak,the Curer walks the middle way,straight to the heart.An alchemy of ancient knowled..
Child in darknessPerceives moonlight as GodAnchors self to lightAllowing life to revolveAnd absolveIn the depths of nightWhere each day dawnsWith no w..
Grandmothers tell usThat there are infinite possibilities around usThat surround usWith choice.A choir in all one voiceA great revolvingEvolving medic..
The teachings of the four directions, although North American today, comes out of the mariners use of the compass. In North America, people witnessed ..
Awaken the dreamersIt is time.Awaken the dreamers.Alarm clockstic tocthe death beetle crawling across the face of the cityand self pity leads us throu..
You drop your stone in the still surface of my soul,Just to see what patterns the ripples make.Are you searching for buried treasure, or unmarked shoa..