Notes from a shaman’s journey.  

These are brief thoughts that have come to me while walking the spiritual path on my quest to become a better conduit for spirit.

While I will certainly come up with some insights, please remember (as I must) that I’m simply a fallible human being. This is why I allow comments on my posts, so you can share your experience with me.

My intent is not to teach but to share. If you share with me, chances are we’ll all learn something.

Anything you share from your personal journey is welcome. I will however delete comments from trolls and preachers.

I am also posting snippets and links from my teachers and others who inspire me.

And to be really gutsy I’ll post some of my creative pieces.

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I Grow In A Garden
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I was planted in fertile ground of good moist nutrient rich soil. I sprouted with hopeful anticipation but got distracted. I saw the others who were planted nearby and thought them better than I. I thought them better, stronger, more … Read More

Little Daily Fears
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Each day I run into my fears. Some are so small I don’t really notice them. But down the road the accumulated damage from these little fears, unnamed, unclaimed and unnoticed, emerge as pain in my soul. The pain is … Read More

en·nui
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/änˈwē/ noun a feeling of listlessness and dissatisfaction arising from a lack of occupation or excitement. “he succumbed to ennui and despair” As I sit here trying to think about what I should jot down here, I’m imagining I’m walking in stiff … Read More

Great Expectations
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As a young boy December was filled with wish books and wild hopes for marvelous things – food, smells, presents and sounds. In the spirit of the season I become frenzied, sugared up and unbearable. After the Christmas events (amid … Read More

My Family Dance
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The interrelatedness of me with my family is a dance. It’s been a Foxtrot done to Tango music. The steps never synced with the beat, or rarely did. The composition of the music we danced by was a secret. Much … Read More