A Message from the Wanderer

Today outside your prison I stand and rattle my walking stick: Prisoners, listen; you have relatives outside. And there are thousands of ways to escape. Years ago I bent my skill to keep my cell locked, had chains smuggled to me in pies, and shouted my plans to jailers; but always new plans occured to […]

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Sylvia Linsteadt, the Wild and Wonderful

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There are so many really cool people doing cool stuff out in the world right now. And, given that we are supposed to be living in a post modern melting-pot world where nothing new ever happens anymore, it is always such a joy to come across them. I have often thought that if we make it – […]

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This is What You Shall Do

This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing […]

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A Message From The Universe

A Message by Yolo Akili | SpiritMAMA Blog

From the book: Dear Universe Letters of Affirmation and Empowerment for All of Us by Yolo Akili.

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Emily of New Moon and ‘The Flash’

Emily of New Moon | SpiritMAMA Blog

I read these books when I was little, probably around nine or ten, and they have always stuck with me. Written by Montgomery, L. M. (Lucy Maud), 1874-1942, they are similar to Anne of Green Gables (by the same author) which people may be more acquainted with, but they are a little darker, with the […]

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Sometimes a Wild God

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Wildly popular words by modern bard, Tom Hirons. I can’t get enough of this poem. Recently he has published it in book format. You can get it here Hedgespoken Press Sometimes A Wild God Sometimes a wild god comes to the table. He is awkward and does not know the ways Of porcelain, of fork and mustard and […]

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Brother and Sister

Drift Wood | SpiritMAMA Blog

Do you remember, brother those days in the wood when you ran with the deer — falling bloody on my doorstep at dusk stepping from the skin grateful to be a man? and do you know, brother just how I longed to wrap myself in the golden hide smelling of musk blackberries and rain? tell […]

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