i know today is the ides of march and i follow the ancient admonition to beware, to be aware of this day… still, i find myself on a precarious precipice and witness my leaping off and landing in a deep hole in the earth…  i wonder how i’ll get out of this cavernous sand pit… i see someone walking along the ledge high above and hope they will help me… alas, he’s not here to help, he’s here to throw more sand into the pit… how to survive in this forsaken place?

breathe in, breathe out… be open, be love… break open and empty… let go to flow… rupture to rapture… rhapsody of love… carries me home on the wings of a dove…