BY AMANDA FIORINO WAKING WILD Feral Lunacy: A Call For Awakening BY AMANDA FIORINO FEBRUARY 11, 2019 Source: The Urban Howl BY AMANDA FIORINO Moonlight traces its way across the soft surface of clouds, wrapping around one side of the ponderosa and juniper rooted firmly into clay, mud, and rock, passing effortlessly through glass to land upon my motionless, yet restless, [...]
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One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice – though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. “Mend my life!” each voice cried. But you didn’t stop. You knew what you had to do, though the wind [...]
Stand still. The trees ahead and the bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, Must ask permission to know it and be known. The forest breathes. Listen. It answers, I have made this place around you, If you leave it you may come back again, [...]
I have heard it all my life, A voice calling a name I recognized as my own. Sometimes it comes as a soft-bellied whisper. Sometimes it holds an edge of urgency. But always it says: Wake up my love. You are walking asleep. There's no safety in that! Remember what you are and let this knowing take you home [...]
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language, even the phrase “each other” doesn’t make any sense. The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don’t go back to sleep. You must ask [...]
Sometimes if you move carefully through the forest, Breathing like the ones in the old stories, Who could cross a shimmering bed of leaves with out a sound, You come to a place whose only task is to trouble you with tiny but frightening requests, conceived out of nowhere but in this place lead everywhere. Requests to stop what [...]
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun [...]