Nobody is that one-dimensional.
Pan I’m going to see The Rite of Luna tomorrow night at the Richard Hugo House with my friend Betsy. Aleister Crowley’s Rites of Eleusis is a series of seven passion plays, and The Rite of Luna is the final installment. I’m not a follower of his work but the oracular cards in my Aleister…
When the words stop And you can endure the silence That reveals your heart’s Pain Of emptiness Or that great wrenching-sweet longing, That is the time to try and listen To what the Beloved’s Eyes Most want To Say. ~Hafiz (as translated by Daniel Ladinsky in “The Gift”)
“Flying Free” Taken with Canon Digital Rebel Cross-Processed in Photoshop with nik filters “When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece.” -John Ruskin This is why I love photography. I can combine a skill I have learned (and continue to hone) with my love of people and Life. Whether or not anything is a…
Antistrophes by Rainer Maria Rilke Ah, Women, that you should be moving here, among us, grief-filled, no more protected than we, and nevertheless able to bless like the blessed. From what realm, when your beloved appears, do you take the future? More than will ever be. One who knows distances out to the outermost star…
I wonder how many women have written or thought, “I am not a side dish, an appetizer, or dessert. I am an entree.” I am not a glass of wine to savor after a night out with your boys. I am not a piece of cake to eat while your wife is sleeping in your…