Tonight, October 29!
Two conversations. A man swimming, believing himself to be drowning. A woman, swimming for so long, feeling herself lost without the presence of the eternal.
The world is a whirl of vibrations. I don't always hear the music of it.
I walked with a friend yesterday. Into the forest. ... Listening to the ravens, chattering in their many and strange tongues. Wondering, always: What do they tell me? What, slowed as I am, am I ready to hear?
At the beginning of this journey I was told to prepare for a thousand days. Now, I am inviting others —and especially men— to step into their own thousand-day journey.