Category: Animism
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I walk within the Sacred,mountains rise like ancient cathedrals,streams sing hymns through the stones,and forests lift their green prayers to the sky. Some seek peace in temples built by hands.I find it in the soft wind against my skin,in the deep speech of ravens circling above. No one need explain the Sacred to me,it lives…
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I walk among you, old sacred Earth,and you breath ancient stories into my bones.The wind isn’t empty air, it is your voice,whispering truths we humans have forgotten. Even the stones here hum if you listen long enough.The ravens don’t just “call”, they speak!And the desert isn’t empty, it’s full of life and memory. The Earth…
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For so long I drifted in a darkness deeper than any seaDespair stuck to me like a cold chill, whispering that I would never be free.Hope, then a fragile ember, had dimmed to ash,and ancient demons, hungry mouthed and hollow eyed,fed on the marrow of my spirit. Then the mountains called.We came to this high…
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In my early life, I was, like many others, taught that the soul was a single thing, and that it would either be saved or damned forever depending on what I believed. That old teaching still leaves traces in my mind sometimes. It shows up as fear and dread, as a sense that I must…
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This is the most open I’ve ever been in my public writing, so please forgive me if it runs long. I write because it’s the clearest way I know to speak from my inner world. Sometimes the only way I can express what I feel is through poetry. Other times, like now, I need plain…
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The full moon rose last night, bright and beautiful. I stepped outside to see it. The cold air felt good on my skin, and the world was awash in silver. I sometimes forget that the moon moves the tides. And not just the distant oceans, but the tides in me too. I am mostly water,…
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People use different tools to help them heal, and if something truly helps, then it is good. As I’ve written before, getting off alcohol was hard, but getting off benzodiazepines was even harder. The withdrawal hurt me badly and left scars I’m still healing from, but I’m doing better each day. Everyone in my recovery…
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Hello and welcome!This is the first post on my new blog, a fresh beginning. For many years, I wrote at breakingmyteeth.com, where I wrote about my long, difficult journey of tapering off high-dose benzodiazepines after more than two decades of use. I’ll soon be reposting those earlier writings here in a special section for anyone…
Whispering Wyrd 