ms. green jeans

I am akin to the Very Earth.
I shall be compost for future races
I shall remain in the memory of trees
Baby i am green

been thinkin bout my time in the woods....
we do speak in bodily dialects, these walks
are like lessons from masters. I follow the
pull of the hunt. my soles feel the voices
of those before and the embrace of this
living cathedral is sweeter than flesh.
a green lover, who sends me red birds,
and spoils me with stones. leads me only
to my self....to the flow.

R.J. Stewart noted, that we humans get
so enthralled with visuals, but our eyes
are not the most highly developed sense
organ that we possess. Touch/Skin is
certainly our largest source for sensing
the World around us, yet it takes a backseat
to visual and aural sensation.
If you include the aura--the electromagnetic
field that surrounds our bodies and is part
of us--the sense of touch can be extended
beyond the tips of our fingers.
~Whispers in the Woods

In Voudoun the cosmic drama of man consists
not of a dualism, a conflict of the inrecconsilable
down-pull of flesh and up-pull of spirit; it is,
rather, an almost organic dynamic, a process
by which all that which characterizes divinity-
intelligence, power, energy, authority, wisdom-
evolves out of the flesh itself. Instead of
being eternally seperated, the substance and
the spirit of man are eternally and mutually
commited: the flesh to the divinity within it
and the divinity to the flesh of its origin.
~Divine Horsemen

"We need to wash our concepts right out of our brain and suspend our awareness in infinity until we embrace each moment clearly and realize that this body is our consciousness!" Sofia Diaz