Where Spirit Meets the Bone

There is a place in the heart of a man like that in the heart of a Lion.   Hunting, stalking scanning over open field… water and rock   That which he is searching for is also searching for him.   Years pass… and the passion and the single focused determination hold him to the hunt. […]


Thresholds and River Crossings

Sometimes, When walking through an ancient rainforest Along the north west Pacific Coast, Deep in the belly of the Olympic Peninsula You suddenly awaken from your well-worn path; You know, that you’ve been walking a long time. A shaft of golden light passes through the trees In just the right way, Anointing the feet of […]


Boy’s to Men and Men to Medicine

“Follow Your Name” The reawakening of the initiated masculine. “Video”


“A Day Will Come”

A day will come when you only have seven years left to live And you do not know if that day has already come. Who do you chose to be and how do you choose to live in these next seven years? Take a moment and see that now.   A day will come when […]


“Arrival”

When the land and the creatures around you  become a place of belonging, You will finally have arrived home.   Oak, raven and hummingbird will know your name. The smell of lilac beside the garden fence  invites you to remember long still summers.   To truly experience belonging  is not a matter of how deeply […]


“Desert Sands At Council Wash”

Old man Juniper Green crusted roots among rock and shale; surrounded with white desert sands offers presence and council.   Old women Ponderosa Pine weathered and blackened by the fires of living. Sweet smelling resin arising between the old story lines  etched into her skin and memory.   Come and sit awhile. they say We will […]


“Arms Wide Open”

To see the trail ahead with fresh eyes As if glimpsing for the first time The beauty around you And with in you   To walk into your life With arms wide open Like eagles wings Spread across warm summer winds   To recognize each other on the path to the holy With smiles and […]


“Spirit Allies”

Keep death as your ally, just over your left shoulder,   To remind you to love fiercely… To remind you to stay awake… To remind you to stand in your integrity without concern for outcome.   To stand in your own medicine because that is the agreement you made with your Ancestors before coming here.” […]


“The Medicine Wheel Turns”

Beautiful ones of the North,
 Spirits, Guardians, Allies, Ancestors, Elders and Story Keepers;
 Winter winds proclaiming … You are enough!   Thank you for teaching us of surrender;  of not being attached to outcome;
  of peace and stillness,
 of prayerfulness and abundance.   Thank you Elk for showing us how to go the distance.  Thank you […]


“My Fathers Hands”

Walking these north west highland hills of Scotland A mist filled forest on cliffs edge above Deep blue, black waters below   Some thirty paces off to my right Eyes coming to rest On an old stone cottage… no roof   An open doorway The only discernable feature Stands like an ancient stone dolman   […]