In the last four years I have lived a thousand years.  Before that, only a hundred, and after this perhaps many fewer years, but deeper years – fuller years. Years in which my mind will be taught a great deal about my soul – that is the path I seek.  My heart, having long since been known to be an invertebrate, called on its keeper to give it a spine.  Something to stand itself up on so that it might be an upright heart.  A heart that does not break or topple in the slightest breeze.  It has also called for a conscious aspect to be gifted to it, so that a new level of discernment could be known – a greater depth achieved.  Together, with all this mass, I am building up a home – a Lighthouse.

I am Fire.  I do not always know how to keep it within its boundaries, and that has led me to attempt to dissolve into my character more strength.  With a daily practice I continue the Long Walk toward a place where and a time when I become Steady.  But I am Fire.

*There are so many ways that we can work together, and conversely, there are so many ways that we can become destructive to each other.  It takes a great stride to come to the inside of this on either end and see which we are. Honesty and humility are not always easily won, or knowingly fought for. So then, as for us all, I desire that we should be people who are extending the dimensions of possibility and hope in our togetherness.  This is not without the emulsive behaviors of entropy, but the effort to find resolutions that hold water.  And that is a wonderful gift.  A gift that sets reason and purpose upon a spine to stand upright next to the heart that is also standing upright.

Greetings.  Hullo.  One camp and many fires.  A complexity of simple matters is probably the best set descriptor.  To focus the creative beam for too long is an idea that must be the brother of doom.  It sounds terrifying to only get to ‘be’ one thing, and so, with my mind set to fire, I thrash around in suspense of what’s happening and what’s to come and what’s possible and not yet imagined.  Yes, I’m getting older and those heaves of youthful vigor are lessening, but the dimensions created from experiment and experience are broadening and becoming deep pools from which to draw the well’s bucket.  Delirium ad Infinitum.

Beginning a new journey carries an idea that we are uncertain or unknowing about whats to come.  This might be true, but it is also true that we have been equipped from all previous journeys with some pretty profound tools and abilities.  Trust in those.