I'm a member of the Power of water, and I posted a comment I wanted to post here.Water speaks the language of the universe; of the transferring of energy. Not with words, but with swells, almost like breath. It's like watching the death of a star in which the pangs of bereavement are not a will against life, but an evolution in its continuity. If you watch closely, all things do this. And at its core, this is all the universe is. A transfer of information, of energy.Read more…
Posted by George Elk on September 30, 2009 at 5:00am
Hey all!For many years I have wanted to live in a more natural setting: the god within feels closer there. I lived near the forests of New York as a child. As a result of my parents being teachers, I was home-schooled and soon learned the importance the natives once placed on these lands. After a move with them to Maine, and thus to an actual school, I found myself missing New York. many, many years past, I found myself in Los Angeles, Married, with a position my father once held. The lifestlye runs dry, quite quickly, however. After two years of saving, debating and fears, My wife and I have re-located to Running Springs, California. Here, at the rim of the world, as locals call it, the air breathes. I look on to the time i will spend looking over the land, teaching, and spending nights on the hammock. God is in these times.God is in me. It took moving here to realize that, even in The city of Los Angeles, god has always been with me. And for, perhaps, once in my life. I miss the life I've lived, and am childishly excited for the life to come.Life is, among the gods, perfect.
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