Dear friends, I hope this letter finds you well and thriving, even in these initiatory times of death and crisis. I am filled with a strange sense of magic at the threshold of beginning a time of wandering and pilgrimage that Mystery is inviting me into. It is time to step onto the path of the nomad, the bard, the storyteller and ritualist who travels along the web, following the threads of resonance and calling songs of Earth. Tracking the Ecotone of Desire - the place where

I have been thinking lately about what brings me alive and also what Earth is longing for from me and through me. I have been feeling...

Each being, by being itself, is telling its story, singing it’s creation. Listen, what is the Red Kite crying out or the fox shouting out...

"Story is far older than the art and science of psychology, and will always be the elder in the equation no matter how much time passes....