My blog--I pull a card--if it doesn't speak to me...perhaps it is for you?
I am applying cypress essential oil to the soles of my feet
and to my third eye.
I want to expand my limbs upward to the sky
and remain rooted to the earth.
My body is a paradox, a conundrum,
I live in it but like Spinoza
I do not know all it can do.
I am cosmic dust
and will be vast and silent
in death's stillness.
God's eye is on the sparrow
and yet knows my face map.
I whisper and,hope, and shudder
to know my limits
for pleasure and pain.
From the pulpit
ashes to ashes.
VII--The Herbal Tarot--Cyperus--the chariot--paddle your own canoe--get on with it