Don’t give yourself a heart attack: A meditation

Careening in the background, uncontrollably and at a breakneck, toward the mid-autumnal new moon - and its priestess-goddess and all she and it might portend - the question of the hour is whether the dawn is the most personal or the most impersonal of all the phenomena of wonder to which we are regularly and often … Continue reading Don’t give yourself a heart attack: A meditation