Temple Oracle

8 May 2008 He Dances He dances wings wide spinning in the circles of my footsteps dancing wide spinning me I breathe in dance as he opens me wide in the circles of his wings spinning footsteps of my dance My spine is heavy back here on earth my spine is heavy as I settle […]

20 April 2008 Drum Dust You’ll need a rock the size of a grapefruit he says, and a drum I wander past forest of fallen pick-ups find myself two stones One the size of a satsuma smooth creamy one ashen, dark, heavy nature’s own brick Look here two rocks and a drum beating as one […]

15 April 2008 Of Faith and Collars My brain seems to be gearing up for this weekends Core Shamanism courses. The Classical Shamans on the reading list may be rolling their eyes, but I am a firm believer that I have yet to find a single educational tool I have not gained something from. Almost […]

7 March 2008 Thursday Vision of Fall Horns I’m really good with feedback on the woo filter- I appreciated the one offlist link to more Melek-Taus stuff. This guy was just kind of wacky. My other note of annoyance- getting used to obsidian sphere gazing work, I’ve started to start zoning off and out on […]

A few things happened last night. I sat down over the phone with the person whom the cords debate was happening, and we completely restructured our relationship. This sucks on a thousand levels, but had to be done. It was better than just cutting those cords and removing them from my life, which I could […]

28 February 2008 The Blue Child Last night I shot a porn vid of myself, because I said I would. Afterwards I laid down to sleep, lights off, about 2am. I lay in bed, post sexual solo glow, and allowed myself to drift. As I did so I saw a path off to one side, […]

I keep looking at my Phoenix Rope. When this rope came into my life, I realized as soon as it hit my hands that it wasn’t like my other rope. It intensified intention, whatever that might be. It was the first batch of rope made in The Abbey by Monk after the fire- Phoenix from […]

27 February 2008 Peacock Dreaming So, last night was. I spent much of yesterday physically pulling myself, with the help of the service slut and Rose, out of the muck of my soul. It was nasty. By late night, I realized that I needed to spend some serious time in the center of *I*, to […]

23 February 2008 Deep funk leads to retrospection on Work Someone dear to me in an email recently said that the universe makes me do all sorts of “crazy woo woo” shit, but that I love doing that stuff. That is not true. How do I explain to those who are not god/spirit bothered that […]

11 October 2007 Listening to our Masturbations I’m trying to listen to my masturbations again. For me masturbation can be a lot of things: mechanical release sexual connection with a partner a way to relax connection with self feels good meditation sensory experience trance opening up to the divine to receive messages magical tool for […]