Every land is a little mysterious – but the Land in Australia is alive and listening. The Land here is aware, even Self Aware. Spooky huh! Not really, but kind of fun. Who doesn’t love a mystery? We have many stories meeting here. The Dreaming of Australia is mysterious indeed. People have come here, from…
What am I going on about? Do you remember, dear reader, when you were young? Before it all happened? The disappointment. The sadness you never speak of, yes – that, what you don’t want to think about, that person, event, experience or place where you left your power and sense of self AND you have…
“The conductor … depends for his power on his ability to make other people powerful” Sometimes, perhaps a couple of times in a lifetime – if you are lucky and pursue truth relentlessly, stubbornly with the tenacity and rigor of totalitarian regime – you will have found yourself in the presence of a Master, a…
Everything needs a song! Everything – just quietly, in my lived experience – has a song! People! Houses! Places! Pets! Even my car. Just need to ‘listen’ – deeply, carefully – authentically, honestly and you will hear it too. Today – a song is needed because there is grey and rain – uh Melbourne! –…
If you are anything like the little child we once – all were, curiosity about the mysteries of life – remains ticking away somewhere in the back of your mind – wondering. I have something – just for you who long to bungey jump down Rabbit Holes, to knock back the worrying bottle marked “Drink…
Dig New York, dig that Flat Iron building … I dreamed my way through a locked door just north of Madison Square Gardens, some moons ago. Long story – I was locked out of an office protected by a combination lock where my luggage was helpfully being stowed by a recent but well meaning ‘friend’.…
Places have a vibe, an atmosphere, a sense. It is my experience that places can also be sentient – as in aware, as in they know you are there. I realise claiming this, in a certain context, qualifies as a hallucination but my lived experience tells another story. I am by no means the first…
Once Upon a Time … OK so I have been turning this over and over in my mind searching for the elegance of simplicity required – even essential – to transmit the necessary from my mind to yours, but I keep balking at the gates. Thought it was a ‘timing’ thing, but last night I…
Days eChain 