Nurture Is Like Psychic Wheaties.

Stories Are Medicine.

Solitude Is Not An Absence Of Energy Or Action, As Some Believe, But Is Rather A Boon Of Wild Provisions Transmitted To Us From The Soul. In Ancient Times, Purposeful Solitude Was Both Palliative And Preventative. It Was Used To Heal Fatigue And To Prevent Weariness. It Was Also Used As An Oracle, As A Way Of Listening To The Inner Self To Solicit Advice And Guidance Otherwise Impossible To Hear In The Din Of Daily Life.

To Be Poor And Be Without Trees, Is To Be The Most Starved Human Being In The World. To Be Poor And Have Trees, Is To Be Completely Rich In Ways That Money Can Never Buy.

The Craft Of Questions, The Craft Of Stories, The Craft Of The Hands - All These Are The Making Of Something, And That Something Is Soul. Anytime We Feed Soul, It Guarantees Increase.

While Archetypes May Emanate Through Us For Short Periods Of Time, In What We Call Numinous Experience, No Woman Can Emanate An Archetype Continuously. Only The Archetype Itself Can Withstand Such Projections Such As Ever-able, All Giving, Eternally Energetic. We May Try To Emulate These, But They Are Ideals, Not Achievable By Humans, And Not Meant To Be. Yet The Trap Requires That Women Exhaust Themselves Trying To Achieve These Unrealistic Levels. To Avoid The Trap, One Has To Learn To Say 'halt' And 'stop The Music,' And Of Course Mean It.