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Slavery in Our Time

Posted on Oct 14th, 2009 by a.k.a. Biff Cummings : sidereal man a.k.a. Biff Cummings


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Siddharth Kara, author of Sex Trafficking

Because it blindsided my insulated view of the world and expanded my field of sight, The 2009 Freedom Awards got my attention about the fact that large-scale slavery exists as this is being written. Even in the United States. Boom. There it is, right between the eyes. About this notion you might want to read Free the Slaves' page titled, "Slavery Today." You could also glance at Free the Slaves' map. The darkly humorous throwaway line used in jest when talking with your boss about overtime, "Don't you know they already freed the slaves?," now has new meaning for me.

Since I'm friends with someone who performed at the event, I expected I'd be attending the The 2009 Freedom Awards ceremonies as an interested audience member instead of media rep. The Freedom Awards were streamed live and you can see some back story at Peggy Callahan's Huffington Post feature. I surmised that I'd find a well-organized, thoughtful group of people celebrating their successes and tragedies in a cause dear to their hearts, but that I'd come home unaffected. I've done more than my share of professional fund raising and I thought my Heart of causes was 'spoken for.'

So like a thorough media rep, I always do homework before I attend anything and I even listened to an NPR interview of Free the Slaves co-founder Kevin Bales. I found his interview to be educated, thoughtful and interesting. I take comfort and pride in being someone who, when they show up for anything, is confident they've enlisted into a cause which is all-encompassing and unavoidable.

I saw the list of notables presenting and attending included Ashton Kutcher, Camilla Belle, Carla Gugino, Demi Moore, Isabel Allende, Rickie Byars Beckwith, Tom Shadyac and the Agape International Choir. I've talked with celebrities before and always found them to first be people who are interesting or pleasant. But although I knew both celebrities and media alike would attend, I wasn't expecting to have any life-altering discussions or experiences.

It seems I might have been mistaken. This began to dawn over me as I watched, with the audience, some of the videoed presentations of former slaves who were liberated. They were present. The vids also showed slaves who haven't been freed. They were often tortured and always threatened before they walked free. Norman Jean Roy, Given Kachepa and many others with beating hearts and soul-lit eyes spoke their truth about what it was like to be enslaved. Here and now, in our life and times. This got my undivided attention and that's difficult although I've overcome most of my blonde DNA.

Think for a moment about that. I don't have to explain what it would mean because you've your own imagination.

Several turnings pointed me toward my options and prospective actions. First, how and what E. Benjamin Skinner said from the stage about his work and his meeting with a 17-year-old woman he couldn't save. Ben is author of A Crime So MonstrousCarr Center for Human Rights Policy at the Harvard Kennedy School. and a Fellow with the

Ben is clearly impassioned and on a lifelong mission. And if there's one thing that always gets my attention, it's someone articulate who knows what they're talking about who brings their Heart to their work. Then, talking with him a little about his experience and work propped open the door to my soul, so I could actually absorb what had gone on at the The 2009 Freedom Awards.

Next, in thanking Kevin Bales for the evening and talking about Blue Planet Almanac, I asked who else I might touch base with in that moment. He suggested Siddarath Kara. Siddarth is at once intense, brilliant and laser focused on his task at hand, uncovering the economic policies which encourage slavery with the assistance of his book, Sex Trafficking: Inside the Business of Modern Slavery.

Of all the things I could imagine to make the Earth a better place, abolishing slavery wasn't even on my radar until last night. Now I have to decide what I can do about it. My thanks to the real heroines and heroes of the evening; all the slaves, freed or not, who have their stories to tell. I hope we're able to talk as free souls, because last night I couldn't look all of you in the eye until I make ready.


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Surprise and Success for a Hesitant Mystic

Posted on Sep 6th, 2009 by a.k.a. Biff Cummings : sidereal man a.k.a. Biff Cummings
Willow Springs' Big Track

As I awoke too early this morning with momentary, transfixed terror about one of the bigger mistakes I believe I've made in this life, I acknowledged what I did to get myself here. This is important because in order to solve anything I first have to have a realistic understanding of what I did to create my scenario.

Saintly teachers might not call them mistakes, but instead something like, "opportunities for choice and growth." This is done in order to allow you to change - if you create so much of a charge on something difficult that you stay stuck in it, no one benefits. But in order to wend my way out of where I am and where I want to be, it's certain that I must call a spade what it is ~ a spade. Or, as one of my favorite jokes explains, I might instead call the spade a "fu*&^%# shovel."

And then, after I calmed down by remembering everything I've learned about how God and the Universe work, flashed to mind my many friends who mean the world to me. They're important in so many ways it would be impossible to count them. Like counting how many of my angelic friends can dance on the head of a pin.

In this long moment, all my friends are important, but two in particular held my attention. Both embody limitless success because I asked to know someone like them and they appeared magically. One, Stacy, Knows how important she is to me, and it feels like we've been friends since forever and we'll stay that way with a little gentle attention. We have surprisingly similar philosophies and attitudes about many things. The other friend, Tania, has an understanding what she represents to me, although we're not as close. But we entrust confidences with each other which we've shared with few because regard ourselves as a soul-sister and soul-brother.

Around both Stacy and Tania I feel vibrantly alive, and that's why I love them. Yeah, I find both irresistibly cute and that's worth noting objectively. I'd love to write about exactly what they mean to me, what they inspire me to do, but this site's not the time or place. But there will be both. One of the coolest things is that nobody has a clue how pleasantly astonishing and unexpected the stories will be.

Now, my stomach's urging me to have breakfast and go back to sleep so I can triumph over what's concerning me. Maybe I'll just go back to "sleep." One of the curiosities about my intuition, kinesthesia and precognitive senses is that I when I'm transfixed by something - either good or uncomfortable - I often have clear dream experiences about my options. Like Neal Peart might say, "Did I have the dream, or did the dream have me?" And although many souls would find my options to solve what I'm concerned about limited, it's my experience which has time and again shown me that's exactly untrue.

There are an astounding, wonderful array of options for me available at any time, and all I have to do to experience them is pay attention and take action. Walk toward my options consciously by paying close attention to possibilities via intuition and experience. I suppose I Knew this but have created a game for myself where I pretend I've forgotten.

This life seems to be devoted to the experience that I'm vastly more intuitive than I would have ever suspected, and I'm supposed to learn and teach from it. In this moment, it's like I'm exiting turn five on Willow Springs' big track, dancing into the left/right transition and blind hill of turn six, a.k.a., "Monroe Ridge." I have the feeling it's gonna be O.K. although I'm quite scared and don't know for sure what's next. I just that I need to trust it's O.K. to keep my foot on the gas.

With your eyes you can't see where you're going into turn six, but in an acquaintance's terms, "they didn't move turn six overnight without telling you. Remember where the racing line is, put your foot into it and go." My university professor acquaintance wasn't trying to teach mysticism, but that's the result.

Those of us interested in apparent coincidences will notice that Google maps shows Willow Springs location with the grey, cross-figured map-pin in the photo with this post. I removed the text to better show turn six. The virtual, grey map-pin "locates" the track at the apex of turn six. I've put a purple ellipse over it in the aerial photo.

For road racers, a turn's apex represents the instant when the path of your exit is committed. An apex is similar to a moment of decision, but in this instance is a moment in physics. With a clean apex, you have a fast exit. Or, for those of us intereted in symbology, appreciating the seeming darkness before the sixth chakra results also in its far-reaching insight.

So, God and us designed things this way. Now, in the twinkling of Stacy's and Tania's lovely eyes, I'm gonna grab a figurative up-shift into third gear as I mash the throttle against the floor.
(Smooth, flawless corner exits have their place, but I must admit I love catching the slight twitch from the back end of my car as a little too much power is applied ;) and then I plant the rears again for traction.)

This is a corner which, on the street, most people would take between 15 M.P.H and 20 M.P.H. But racing's a different thing. As my speed climbs quickly from about 50 M.P.H. to surpass 80 M.P.H., I crest the hill and the car literally leaps out of the turn. I gleefully accept the light-headed rush and negative Gs. ;)

That's why I love going to the track. The rush. In turn six, I can't see where my car's going as it speed climbs. But I've done this before ;)

Solo at Willow


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George McMullen, Sam Sumner's Lost Colony Project and PBS

Posted on Aug 24th, 2009 by a.k.a. Biff Cummings : sidereal man a.k.a. Biff Cummings
Lost Colony Project

A lovely :) Canadian friend, Lauren, who met George McMullen and I dropped me a note about Sam Sumner's "Lost Colony Project" located on Roanoke Island in Ft. Raleigh, North Carolina. Apparently the Roanoke site is among the first colonies of white people recognized in the Americas. She found a PR Web release from Sam about it and passed it along. Wow, I needed to see this today because I miss both George and Lauren.

Lauren and I are fans of George's and she's a fabulous remote viewer herself. You might find Sam's site to be interesting reading. I find it fascinating because I got acquainted with George. Thanks to Sam for posting it and having his interests.

From Sam's site, "Time Team America, an archaeology TV series on PBS, has unearthed post holes at Fort Raleigh which aired on their July 7, 2009 episode.  The post holes are the Northern corner of the wall described by George which I am dubbing the ‘McMullen Wall’."

Since I miss George I'll be taking a look at Time Team America's recording at their Website.

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Fun-Loving Intuitives (yeah, that also means psychics)

Posted on Jun 18th, 2009 by a.k.a. Biff Cummings : sidereal man a.k.a. Biff Cummings
This group, based in greater Los Angeles, was up on Meetup for a year. Now I've transferred it to Gaia. We meet around once monthly. If you like what you read, drop me a note.

Fun-Loving Intuitives (Yup, that means psychic)

F.L.I.P. Guidelines:

We love to spend social time together near the coast, or in the S.F. or Conejo valleys as...

1. We're especially intuitive. We're good at it and LIVE IT. All the time. Whatever your skill set; clairvoyant, healer, remote viewer, medium, psychometrist or dowser. This group is meant for people who have significant confidence in their experience as an intuitive.

2. We love to have fun & be ourselves, including our intuitive experiences. We've light Hearts. We love to play & have felt that gatherings of intuitives often seem very serious, when they can instead be light-hearted but still sincere.

3. We love our own versions of LoA which attract positive experiences. You Know when you're in the presence of others of like mind, your experience & theirs are significantly stronger.

4. You love your sense of humor; it glows you from inside like a lightning bug.

5. You love your common sense.

6. You're not lookin' for your next teacher. You want to be around other intuitives who have nothing to prove. You don't always feel like providing explanations to Muggles.

7. You're up for some little, social adventures with kindred souls who appreciate what you're seeing and feeling! We spend social time together and also swap techniques and experiences for readings or healings.

8. You'll participate in person.

9. By nature, you're accepting of other people's experiences because you remember what it's like to be an outsider.Of course it sounds cool! We all need it! Come with us!

Notes to Noobs:

This group is about "showing up with your own toys" to share with everyone else, instead of expecting to show up and play only with the toys someone else provides. Capisch?

Most everybody starts at the beginning, as a noob intuitive. Like any other skill. Everyone does. That said, this group is for fleshy souls who have significant confidence in their experience as an intuitive.

If you're a noob, that could be good for us and you in some instances. But anyone interested in their psychic abilities reaches a point where they have to decide they want to learn more about their experience. Because for most people it's a decision. And you have to "go lookin" on your own, and it's a life-long personal development process. And
most of your development already came from outside this group, with your own teacher(s). There are more than enough opportunities outside this group for those things.

Fun-Loving Intuitives is meant to accept people's experiences as they are, without second-guessing anyone, asking them to prove anything, or anyone expecting to find a teacher for themselves from among us. Awe, joy, respect, acceptance, adventure and curiosity are the attitudes about intuitive experiences which are acceptable in this group.

This group is about the letter and the spirit of what you saw in the FLIP Guidelines. If you know you can guide yourself by those experiences, we'd love to have you. We'd also understand if you didn't feel comfortable. S'not for everyone, eh?

What would you decide for yourself?

Notes To Everyone In FLIP  - you knew there was fine print, right? ;)

Members must comport themselves using FLIP's Guidelines, and are expected to come to gatherings. Because that's the purpose of membership here, to interact in person. This is not a virtual cyber-only group. If for some reason you don't show up for a while, you might get an e-mail from me asking how you're doing, asking if you're still interested. Or your membership may be revoked for any reason or no reason. Yeah, I know, it's odious and off-putting, but rules are part of being in a body and can only be waived on occasion. THAT said, let's forget about this because if you finished this page, it wasn't written for you -- and let's go have some FUN!
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Sitting at Starbucks

Posted on Jun 9th, 2009 by a.k.a. Biff Cummings : sidereal man a.k.a. Biff Cummings
Big Sur

Sitting at Starbucks in a fabled section of the California coast, relaxing from a busy afternoon and all that was worrying me, I actually had some visions of something I'd love to do. Usually I don't allow myself waking revelries because they seem so far-fetched I'd never imagine them possible.

But, WTF, my Earl Grey's parked next to me, the LA Times has spent it stories on me, and I'm now Zenning with the other patrons.
Two students cushed, studying in their leather easy-chairs, a couple talked quietly nearby and about four more of us spotted throughout the place.

The world would wait while I dreamed.

And I suddenly became aware of the beautiful, floor-to-ceiling, eight-foot windows which invited my view to California's Mediterranean foothills. And an image flashed to mind. Me sitting atop those foothills in a beautiful, naturally-lit wood and glass house. Late afternoon, high overcast like we get around here in June because of ocean currents.

Quiet all around with the nearest neighbor's home beyond shouting distance. Quiet. Me in front of a computer, typing away. Me, with these thoughts I texted to a lovely friend from my phone:

Me, to Her: Yer turn (to listen to my revelry). I'm sitting here at the Starbucks, thinking how wonderful it would be to be sitting inside cathedral windows atop these hills, looking out at the coast and writing my brains out for my adoring public. And they hang on every word, waiting breathlessly while the LA and NY Times' see if I'll grant them an interview. Maybe. If they're nice to me. It's O.K. if the interviewer's a pretty chick who has a thing for thoughtful, over-sexed environmentalists who have raced cars.

Her: I'm O.K. I just got off the phone with the bank, finishing the paperwork on my new Bentley GTC convertible, which I will ride in to get my award-winning, Broadway one-woman musical & comedy stage show. When the curtain comes down I'm off to London town. Catch you for lunch when the race hits Monaco.

Me: Fuckin' eh! I'd save a spot on my cheek for you in the winner's circle. We'd both allow media interviews if they buy us dinner and bring 12-dozen roses for each of us.

Her: How cheeky of you.

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Alexandra Cousteau to Guest on Blue Planet Almanac Radio

Posted on Apr 25th, 2009 by a.k.a. Biff Cummings : sidereal man a.k.a. Biff Cummings


Alexandra Cousteau of Expedition: Blue Planet


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To make your world your own, you have to act and do what you love. No matter who you are, you start where you stand and get moving. Whether or not you're a pioneer, to do something important it's never enough to take the reins your family gave you and simply guide your horses down the road. Because change is the way of the universe, you have to think about where you're going and only then will the journey become your own. And, of course, everyone wants their own journey, right?

Alexandra swims with manatee

Alexandra Cousteau got busy on her own philanthropic mission. Honoring her family's tradition as champions and stewards of the earth, National Geographic's recognition of Alexandra Cousteau as Emerging Explorer shows that she has developed and cultivated her own voice in Mother Earth's favor. Nodding to her family, Alexandra's bio explains, "When asked about the impact that her father and grandfather have had on her life, Alexandra explains, 'the best example they gave me was the importance of living a life of consequence, value, and meaning. I honor their memories by creating a legacy of my own in speaking out for the preservation of our blue planet and all its waters.”

Ben Pederick , Alexandra and Pablo Levinas in Botswana

Because of her experience and perspective, Alexandra founded Blue Legacy - and these days its principal project is Expedition: Blue Planet. Imagine trekking for 100 days across five continents to chronicle what our specie is doing and what needs to be done and you've got an intimation of what her and her fellow explorers are up to.

Alexandra at Women s Health Blue Party

From Blue Legacy's Website, "Expedition: Blue Planet will chronicle the interconnectivity of water. A key aspect of the project will be its ability to show how individual stories are part of the larger, universal story of an interdependent, global water ecosystem. In this way, we will create a new vision for what it means to live in a world where water is our most precious resource, and a plan for what we must do to protect it."

So if you've surfed to this page to make your journey your own, you'll be especially excited to hear Alexandra's perspective as Blue Planet Almanac's guest, live from the field of her Expedition: Blue Planet, on the May 12,2009 Blue Planet Almanac at 2:00 PM, Pacific. Tune in, call in. Blue Planet Almanac at HealthyLife.net, all-positive talk radio.


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Just Wondering

Posted on Mar 20th, 2009 by a.k.a. Biff Cummings : sidereal man a.k.a. Biff Cummings
You know, I'm just wondering why it's taking so long for me to meet you. Or find you. Or you find me. Or both, or however it's supposed to work. It seems very much like I know what I want to do with myself. What I want to learn, who I want to teach, who I want to be around. What I have learned. So none of that seems to be delaying our meeting.

And, since it seems like I understand how I can love myself, it's easier to understand how I can give love. Seeing aspects of myself mirrored in your eyes would be exciting. I caught glimpses of myself in a valuable friend less than two days ago, and that was blissful. I'd just prefer that the bliss live a little closer.

But, of course, to know what I'm going to get, I've got to know what I'm missing. But, for real, I think I already know that. So, let's hurry this up a little. Is that good with you?
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Visiting Frog Scholar

Posted on Feb 16th, 2009 by a.k.a. Biff Cummings : sidereal man a.k.a. Biff Cummings
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This evening as I walked through my kitchen to my garage to turn on my hot water (I've a slab leak being fixed in the morning), I found this little visitor pondering my kitchen cabinets.

Its been rainy and cold - around 45 degrees Fahrenheit outside.
Sitting in front of my dishwasher on the tiled floor, it was maybe 65 degrees at his "elevation." I figure he shimmied under my garage door and through my kitchen door while it sat ajar.

Since he's pretty quick even while cold, I got the feeling I didn't want to go get the camera while he dove for cover. So I gave him a bath in a flower vase, then he sat for his portrait.

I hear a brother or sister in outside my front door almost every day. So that's where I released him.

Remember the tarantula who came to visit me? See Mr. Natural Receives a Visitor.
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Entertainment Tonight Features Clairvoyant Astrologer Aura Wright

Posted on Dec 30th, 2008 by a.k.a. Biff Cummings : sidereal man a.k.a. Biff Cummings
Aura Wright, clairvoyant astrologer
A friend I'm honored with, Aura Wright will be appearing in a special segment on Entertainment Tonight this coming Thursday. Way To Be, Aura!! Besides being an excellent astrologer and clairvoyant, Aura's a lovely person. And, gents - she's single and might be accepting applications.

Here's a media release I had the pleasure to pen for her:

CBS’ ENTERTAINMENT TONIGHT TELEVISION
DEBUTS SURPRISE, NEW SEGMENT ON
JANUARY 2, 2009

The longest-running entertainment news program in the world, in its 27th season, CBS Television’s syndicated Entertainment Tonight kicks off 2009 in its Coming Attractions of ’09episode featuring discussion of superstars and American fortunes in the tricky times ahead. On January 2, 2009, on CBS’ channel 2 at 7:00 P.M. Pacific time - 14 million viewers will see not only their favorite hosts and correspondents including Mary Hart and Mark Steines – but their mouths will likely be agape as they hear confidential, surprise information and predictions from gifted clairvoyant astrologer Aura Wright about their favorite superstars’ or popular politico’s fortunes and romances. While America recovers from its New Year’s celebrations, Entertainment Tonight expects many eyes glued to its broadcast.

Astrology ChickTM  Aura Wright has been asked by Entertainment Tonight to provide her astoundingly-accurate vision about media stars who include Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie, Tom Cruise, Katie Holmes, Miley Cyrus, Paula Abdul, John Mayer, Britney Spears, Will Smith and even Jada Pinkett Smith. An astrologer and naturally-gifted clairvoyant for 15 years, Wright takes her accuracy seriously and is known for predicting media, world and financial events. Although Wright’s appearances are often humorous or light-hearted, she’s accustomed to spotting events like who will win Academy Awards, which celebrity couples will have new children, which politician’s stars are rising, which celebrities are likely to have box-office blockbusters or smash, new television shows.

Wright’s stellar work as astrologer or clairvoyant has been featured on national television networks before including NBC, ABC, CBS, on the Chelsea Lately Show and also in publications like In Touch, OK and Yogi Times magazines and Find Bliss. Wright grew up in ashrams, yoga retreats and Indian reservations. She set foot on her journey to master her calling as a young child of the Hippie revolution. Her education into the deepest roots of psychology, personality, astrology and mysticism took form by learning from the Masters of the day like Guru Ram Dass and the Dalai Lama. Now, in a lighthearted spirit of assisting America and the World with its growth and progress, Wright consults for those in positions of the highest influence.

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Running With Wolves - Soul Rider

Posted on Nov 29th, 2008 by a.k.a. Biff Cummings : sidereal man a.k.a. Biff Cummings
So, what does a dad do while his son and his son's friend do a sleep-over on a Saturday night? Listening as the boys can't contain their giddy laughter as they purposefully and repeatedly crash into each other on video racing games on a 41" high-def campfire? Flipping endos and airborne pirouettes, planting shiny-side down landings, or reaping road signs with their cars like would a combine mow corn?

Does the dad watch a movie or invite a girlfriend over to watch it with him? Does he plan for new clients or a new radio show? Does he wistfully watch TiVos of the just-ended racing season?

No, he sits down to blog about reincarnation of souls, of course. Duh! Wouldn't you do the same? After all, it's 11 PM and too late at night to do creative work without drinking some unhealthy form of caffeine and suffering it's hangover the following morning. So, instead this dad recounts an amazing experience he wanted to convey ever since he had it. Reporting words and symbols I can easily do, even in my sleep. Every time I think about it I'm amazed.

And it's not the only one I've had this powerful, but different in many respects because of it's tableu and meaning. Thank you, God. The experience was this:

In coaching me on things spiritual, Dr. Minh Vo guided me into a supine meditation. Also seeing what I saw, as smokey images coaslesced before my closed eyes, he asked if I recognized the seated American woodlands Indian woman facing me. We were in a beautiful pine forest in a little ceremony, She had neck-length grey hair, was of an age that would pass for mid 60s these days, and she instantly seemed very familiar to me. She was dressed in a shawl, in neutral Earth-tones, but with accents of clay-red, morning-yellow and black. Sitting on the ground, cross-legged, her soft face was tilted down in meditation, in recognition of my presence.

I recognized her and it felt like a soul homecoming to someone I've been very close with. At first I thought she was my teacher. She was also thinking about and honoring me. Then washed over me that I knew her in a more special way. She's not in a body in our time, but she felt and recognized me as I watched her and communicated with her. I felt tears well-up in my eyes as I Knew her and even as I'm writing this now.

Minh's a fabulous coach and asked me to ask her name. It took me a while but I feel like I've got it. It resembles a Navajo word for beauty. At first I grappled with the idea of analytical overlay, having the experience of knowing other words which my ego would automatically confuse. As I saw her it came to me that she was sitting in a ceremony honoring my death, with other members of our clan.

I "talked" back to her, explaining in soul language that although I would miss her greatly, I would always be with her. She felt me talking to her, and the feelings between us were indeed gentle, sweet and strong. Much deeper than would be found between a teacher and student. Minh gave me his impression of why she has appeared for me.

Finally, as I came out of the trance, it took a little courage and presence to recognize who she had really been to me. She wasn't a teacher; she had been my wife. We were saying goodbye to each other in a ceremony to honor the passing of our tribe's shaman. Me. She was my life's partner in medicine. I cried deeply and briefly from the sweet sadness of recognizing her.

One would think that would be enough for one session, eh? Nope. There was more. I'd just cracked open my soul like an orange-golden ripe squash.

Next, after I composed myself, I again laid down and Minh put some headphones on me from his iPod. He offered some very fast Indian drumming of mid-range notes which quickly put me, as he said, "on the other side." Wow. In a few minutes I was again back into trance with lots of fast imagery flashing before my eyes.

At first I didn't believe what I saw because it seemed so preposterous. I figure God showed it to me again because I needed a reminder about who I can be. It was simultaneously humbling and empowering, like the first time you realize you could be good at something you do.

But the first thing I saw and felt was me running with a wolf-pack. Wild ones. Live. And they were strangely accepting of me. The energy was amazing and I felt feral and wild. They weren't trying to eat me. I wasn't one of them, but they somehow accepted me as a part of their experience and let me run with them. And, Holy-Sweet-Pick-Your-Deity-to-Take-in-Vain, was it intensely real! I was an adult, American Indian man dressed like would be a woodlands Indian and running as fast as I bloody could to keep up with them. On a vision-quest, as part of becoming a shaman.

Now, I know the possibilities are limitless to shoot holes in such an experience or recollection. But no one's ever gonna do that for me. This was mine. For me it's unassailable and I was there. It felt almost as real as when, in this life, I've held live rattlesnakes, or danced across the tarmac of a road course at 140 M.P.H.

Wow. Wolves. No wonder I wanna dive to the ground, tussle and chew on whatever dog I meet. Or that I could easily hold space with a big coyote, as my son, two little dogs and me came face-to-face with him less than a month ago on a 10 PM walk. The coyote eyed the 12 lb dog like an appetizer and the 22 lb. one like an entree. Standing silently, less than 15 feet away from us, the coyote was actually considering what he could get away with. I had to holler, wave my arms and advance toward him to back him down before he'd leave. Wolfman Mike! Hah!

Sudden thought; so what's the lifelong thing I've had about hawks, falcons and eagles? I've got two red-shouldered hawk feathers above my front door. Well, that'd have to be another story. The boys are quiet now and it's time to sleep. Perchance, to dream.
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