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...Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?...

Reader, Writer, Librarian, Artist. Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy. Nomad, Exile, Mineshaft Canary, Yogini


“For me there is only the traveling on paths that have heart, on any path that may have heart, and the only worthwhile challenge is to traverse its full length--and there I travel looking, looking breathlessly.” 
Carlos CastanedaThe Teachings of Don Juan: A Yaqui Way of Knowledge

  • Notes from the dream of a path with a heart. 

  • Yoga for the release in the binding. 

  • Ballast for the journey: recycled, repurposed or sourced on the path.

And what you thought you came for
Is only a shell, a husk of meaning
From which the purpose breaks only when it is fulfilled
If at all. Either you had no purpose
Or the purpose is beyond the end you figured
And is altered in fulfilment. There are other places
Which also are the world's end, some at the sea jaws,
Or over a dark lake, in a desert or a city—

T.S.Eliot Four Quartets: Little Gidding

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