Deep down I believe each decision shall take into consideration the truth that everything, especially all that is defined as “alive,” is multi-dimensionally interconnected and interdependent. Yet, I engage in a world where this is not an accepted priority except in certain silos of practice and thought.
I practice no assembled religion or spirituality. I am not an environmentalist. I am not an artist or an activist.
I do my best to bring this consciousness to everything I do.
My faith is not connected to a god or goddess; animal or angel; ritual or dogma. That said, I do feel a resonance with trees and the moon that consistently inspires awe. That’s because in my earliest years I was raised by a birch and oak tree under the stars… watching the reel of the universe.
I am inspired, ultimately, by the very complexity that supports my ability to experience faith.
Lately I feel like I am a heartbeat away from flipping a switch that calibrates me to consciously perceive the collective bodymind transmission/reception between everything alive. I am frustrated by the sensation that if I flip the switch I will go insane, unless a lot of people do it at the same time. And I am placated by the feeling that it is already happening and has been for centuries.
The photo in this post is of a very good friend of mine, Crowe River.
