Bone By Bone, Hair By Hair, Wild

Modern Storytellers Are The Descendants Of An Immense And Ancient Community Of Holy People, Troubadours, Bards, Griots, Cantadoras, Cantors, Traveling Poets, Bums, Hags And Crazy People.

Forgiveness Is An Act Of Creation. You Can Choose From Many Ways To Do It. You Can Forgive For Now, Forgive Till Then, Forgive Till The Next Time, Forgive But Give No More Chances It’s A Whole New Game If There Is Another Incident. You Can Give One More Chance, Give Several More Chances, Give Many Chances, Give Chances Only If. You Can Forgive Part, All, Or Half Of The Offense. You Can Devise A Blanket Of Forgiveness. You Decide

Like All Other Lonely Or Hungry Things, Ego Loves The Light. It Sees Light, And The Possibility Of Being Close To The Soul, And It Creeps Up To It And Steals One Of Its Essential Camouflages. In A Hunger For Soul, Our Own Ego-self Steals The Pelt

Any Time I Find Medicine That's Helpful, I Share It With Everyone I Know.

The Wild Woman Is Fluent In The Language Of Dreams, Images, Passion, And Poetry.