My drive to write has slowed a bit lately, but 3 vultures in my path today got me to pick the keyboard up. When I got home from work the streets were clean. I left to run an errand about 20 mins later and a freshly killed squirrel with guts splayed lay in the middle […]Read More Greetings from Vulture
Even as I integrate my dark night and begin to understand the divine unfolding, a small voice in my head still has to ask- “What about the bad stuff? What about that sticky dark tar at the bottom of your soul?” Because the lessons I learned didn’t come from walking slowly through the mud and […]Read More What about the bad stuff?