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|  | | Beyond the Second Traffic Light
Through vivid imagery the struggle of daily life is explored with equal parts empathy, humor and insight.
Bury me on a mountain, beside a clear stream, overlooking a tree. And count me rich. | |  | | Coming Down From Over There
Strong imagery and startling insights are woven into the rythm of a flute song played in the mountains before a camp fire.
Every shaman has a stone. Each priest a rosary. Who are we to go unarmed? | |  | | Medicine & Magic
Poetry from a Druid-Celtic-Navajo inspiration that calls upon you to get out of the basement and live life even if it kills you.
"The magic is a rythm and life is all a dance. If you walk it you will suffer." |
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