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The mind is like a tiny creeper within our hearts. Just as a creeper needs some hold, onto which it entwines itself, the mind too needs an object to hold on to.

Though a creeper has no eyes, it surprisingly reaches a nearby staff or tree and entwines it by itself. Similarly, the mind reaches out from our hearts through the senses, and clings on to various objects of the senses. For instance, the mind slowly peeps out through the ears and clings on to a…

Winslow, Arizona

Friday, September 2nd – Sunday, September 11th

Just a few miles outside of Winslow Arizona sits scenic Clear Creek, McHood Reservoir Park, and "The RockPile Amphitheatre". On September 2nd through the 11th a most unique…

the seeker

yes, he was a seeker

endowed by the Prophecy of old

the Sword of Truth was his weapon

to cleave darkness from the fold

in the souls of men

the Light of…

and we are God’s Children ?

God’s Children of Great Oppression

enduring the dark night of suppression

of memories

that brings forth liberation…

It has been cold these days. We had a heavy rain, but it was a glorious one as we needed water. Plants and seeds must have been dancing in the country .The sky was beautiful today. I felt as if I were the richest woman on earth. What a beautiful present to my eyes and spirit.

I arrive home at…

Alexander the Great, powerful warrior, powerful hero. He conquered practically half of the world and entered into the plains of Punjab . And then, as he was continuing his conquest into India , all of a sudden, he was struck by a deadly disease. Practically 60% of his army was struck by that disease. And that disease was Malaria. And he was telling his doctors, “Help me. Save me.” But they could not do anything. And in fact, it is described…

Inktomi, spiderman, visited the tribes of the Northern Great Plains. Each time descending from the sky on a silken thread, Inkto brought a message of desolation to the Arapaho, the Blackfoot, the Crow, the Cheyenne, Dakota, and Lakota. Each time, Inkto told the people, “Changes are coming, a harsh time, and mother earth will suffer. Her oldest children will cry out in terrible pain.” Each time, Inkto looked…

in voice

there are no words

i could ever voice

through my pen

or my imaginings…