Spirit Eagle
Blow me, Wind, far and high. Catch my wings and carry me still higher into light, beyond the misty rainbows.
Spirit Eagle
We wait and wonder in the waiting. Is this the time, the place? Are these the ones who also wait and wonder if I am the one for this time and in this place?... More »
Spirit Eagle
Desert Spring The winter desert waits in cold somnolence, in grey-brown starkness spiked by faded scrub. It is an austere, demanding land marked and surrounded by sharp mauve-brown mountains that thrust against the lower reaches... More »
Spirit Eagle
Did you think I really would make some profoundly academic statement of theology - knowlege about God / the Sacred / whatever you want to name Who IS? Perhaps another day. For now, for my... More »
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May 2008 
