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“If I know what love is, it is because of you.” ― Hermann Hesse I wanted to get this out earlier, but life gets in the way. This entry came about from an evening Mary and I spent watching a film about Joseph Campbell previous to his passing. It was nice being with Joseph again. Watching I realized how his work helped me shape my life. I had spent years in peoples libraries, looking up to find The Hero With…

Love does not alter the beloved, it alters itself. – Soren Kierkegaard Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain Li Bai 699-762 (Translated – Red Pine) Flocks of birds disappear in the distance Lone clounds wander away Who never tires of my company Only Jingting Mountain Sometimes, I am propelled along by friends in such nice ways… I have studied the DaoTeChing TaoTeChing off and on since I was 16 years of age. The use of the I Ching changed my life…

Within the eye of the eye Within the eye of the eye I placed an eye polished and adorned with her beauty but suddenly fell into the Quarter of Perfection and now am freed from sight, from even the eye of contemplation. – Ayn al-Qozat Hamadani ~~~~~~ This entry is dedicated to our friend Craig McKewen, a fellow traveler, a teacher of many. Here is to his life, and the love that he shared with so many, by his example….…

This edition is dedicated to my friend Michael Bolan, who came back into our lives after an 18 year hiatus. We first met in the summer of 1969 in Santa Barbara. He was hobbling about with a broken leg/foot from a car accident. He had sandy blond hair, and was taken to wearing corduroy and velvet with usually a white shirt. We soon discovered that we were both head over heels in love with poetry, wine, and young women, and…

“These be fine things, an if they be not sprites. That’s a brave god, and bears celestial liquor. I will kneel to him.” – William Shakespeare Greetings. It has been a heck of a week here at Caer Llwydd. My sister-in-law, Claudia past on New Years Day, and on Thursday morning I was informed my step-brother Mike Ward past away in his sleep in Arizona. He was a couple of years older than me, and as teen-agers we shared a…

As Long As I Live As long as I live I will eat and drink The grief of loving You. I will never give it up to anyone Even when I am dead. Tomorrow At the Resurrection I will walk forward with this violent thirst Still storming my head. – Ayn al-Qozat Hamadani A belated entry. I hope this finds you all well, with the New Year peering over thy shoulder. Lovely time last night at friends. We are awaiting…