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At 9:27am on October 6, 2009, Scott Catamas said…
Namaste. Your timing is interesting as I just decided to offer a playshop in the L.A. area on Saturday Afternoon, Nov. 7th. I need to be in San Diego for another playshop on the 8th. I was going to do it at my friend's home in Marina Del Rey, but would be interested in exploring how a collaboration with you would be a good win-win. What's your best e-mail address? Mine is NewEarthScott@aol.com and I would prefer to correspond through e-mail.
At 10:53am on June 10, 2009, Richard Lukens said…
Hi Prplpoet.... nice to have you on the site with us... what is up with you?

Best wishes,

-Rick
At 9:03am on June 4, 2009, The Ancient One said…
THe cat and the moon

The cat went here and there
And the moon spun round like a top,
And the nearest kin of the moon,
The creeping cat, looked up.
Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon,
For, wander and wail as he would,
The pure cold light in the sky
Troubled his animal blood.
Minnaloushe runs in the grass
Lifting his delicate feet.
Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance?
When two close kindred meet,
What better than call a dance?
Maybe the moon may learn,
Tired of that courtly fashion,
A new dance turn.
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
From moonlit place to place,
The sacred moon overhead
Has taken a new phase.
Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils
Will pass from change to change,
And that from round to crescent,
From crescent to round they range?
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
Alone, important and wise,
And lifts to the changing moon
His changing eyes.

-- William Butler Yeats
 
 
 

        

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