Magic dwells in the spirits of those, most generally elders, who are savvy enough to know, that they know enough, to know, they don’t know very much.
Wisdom can appear anytime, in the most surprising ways, so you have to be ready and looking for it.
I would be (and have been) sorely disappointed if I let my fear of death keep me from being happy in this life.
Wisdom is like pornography. As that famous, but now forgotten, justice of the Supreme Court once said, “I can’t define pornography, but I know it when I see it.”
With the ripening that comes, when one isn’t looking, when gray and wrinkles seem to be breaking out everywhere, something else, something far more mysterious is happening.
This piece of writing comes out of the experience, verified in the elder circle, that wounds, no matter how painful and debilitating, are sacred, gifts of unimaginable fury, beauty and spiritual potency.