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Call them, "A string of coincidences." and that will please your brain. I call them "miracles", and that pleases my heart. I prefer the latter. I think you do too. c
These are such good quotes that I just keep them here to remind me of some wisdoms I may forget day-to-day. So, I may add to them now and then but in the main, just leave them to keep my brain happy. c
"Common sense and a sense of humor are the same thing, moving at different speeds. A sense of humor is just common sense, dancing." William James
"Some luck lies in not getting what you thought you wanted but getting what you have."
Garrison Keillor
"I was determined to spend my life seeking Truth while being spared the company of those who claimed to have found it." (attributed to) John Henry Faulk
'I don't know, I just work here."
Joseph, Beautiful Painted Arrow, Rael (in response to any spiritual inquiry)
"I am a member of 'The Church of There's-Something-Going-on-Here!'"
coyote
He was constantly narrating his own actions in a writerly way, in his head. "I had the lonely child's habit of making up stories and holding conversations with imaginary persons, and I think from the very start my literary ambitions were mixed up with the feeling of being isolated and undervalued."
George Orwell
(George, Me, Garrison Keillor & and probably a million other writers on the planet.)
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Men's Circle,
June 21st, 6:30
The Last Days of Coyote
Well,
I didn’t want to write this, but Elizabeth kept bugging me about it,
and truth be told, I was bugging me about it too. i.e. I kept running a
monolog in my head day after day about what I might want to say about
the topic and came up with all kinds of “stuff”, all of which has now
fled my conscious mind and is no longer available for transcribing. In
other words, I have no idea what I was going to write about; my
physical condition (which is lousy but better than a week ago) my
“prognosis” which ranges from “months” to “years” depending upon what
day I ask and of whom (a medico or a trustworthy psychic).
I know one thing for sure, if my future would be all about suffering and “coping”, I’m leaning in the direction of cutting the journey short. Up to now that’s exactly what it has been about, ”suffering” that is. Currently things medical have been calming down. Sleepless nights have been replaced by mostly restful times. My low energy has improved somewhat; I may be experiencing about 30% of my usual energy levels. My appetite has improved quite a bit, but I’m certainly nowhere near eating three slices of pizza for example. In fact, the thought of a pizza turns off my appetite all together. (Correction as of 06/05; I can now eat more then three slices of pizza! Appetite is improving........I have no idea why.) c
(Note; research says that no matter how much a cancer patient eats, they never can gain weight. The cancer stays ahead of the game all the time.)
I spend most of my day in bed, reading or watching mindless TV. They both keep me from obsessing about all the what-if’s of this situation. Do I feel like I’m wasting my “last days”? No. I’m actually enjoying these days….hmm, I wonder if ”enjoying” is accurate? Well, what would you do? I really can’t take long walks, not only is my energy too low to sustain one, I have this other “problem” that can crop up at any moment, and can be stimulated by walking. I leak from my rectum and this creates a mess which I cannot control or predict. (Sorry about the sordid details here but this is what I’m living.) So! I’m choosing comfort over suffering. In other words, I’m content, even under these circumstances.
I don’t have any great wisdom(s) to convey about any of this. I was remembering a line that Mary Oliver wrote; “What will you do with the rest of your precious wild life……..” that’s close to the quote but may not be wholly accurate. Any way I quoted it to Elizabeth as if to say what shall I do with what’s left to me? She didn’t hesitate. “You’ve already done that!” she said. And I had to acknowledge that it was true. So what will I do with what’s left? I have to say, “Whatever I damned well please.”
After all, there is no pressure on me to accomplish anything more than what I’ve already done. To quote my favorite bit of Emerson; “To laugh often and much. To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children. To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends. To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others. To leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition. To have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation. To know even one life has breathed easier because you lived. This is to have succeeded.
Frankly, I think I’ve done this. Not that I would then claim that “My work is done here.” But I DO believe that I’ve done everything I could do to help others breathe more “easily”. So now it’s about me finding an “easy” exit I guess…..or, perhaps before “exit” an enjoyable present with friends and family…and dogs.
When Long Dance ended here a short time ago, several Dancers visited me in my “convalescence” room, our bedroom, to convey to me how much I had meant in their lives. The “theme” of what they had to say was “You have changed my life for the better.” Yes, I took all of this in and it fed my heart to overflowing. These are intelligent and thoughtful people and all of what they had to say was honest feedback, if you will, something that needed saying before it was too late to say it.
Quite a gift……..and one not many get before it’s too late to receive it. (I am so grateful it was not and is not, too late.)
My "frame" is shocking to behold (to me). I weigh 136 and that's close to 20 lbs less than my usual. I tire easily and though I can walk OK, the effort wears me out. I'm not in any pain, "discomfort" is the term I use to describe my daily experience.....it's really not too bad, just not the "me" I have known. Brain is still working fine. All in all these are not the worst days, just not a lot of fun.
June13th, I signed and had notorized the paper that authorizes my cremation. Sort of makes things REAL doesn't it? The kind of day I'm having today makes me feel ready for it.
I know one thing for sure, if my future would be all about suffering and “coping”, I’m leaning in the direction of cutting the journey short. Up to now that’s exactly what it has been about, ”suffering” that is. Currently things medical have been calming down. Sleepless nights have been replaced by mostly restful times. My low energy has improved somewhat; I may be experiencing about 30% of my usual energy levels. My appetite has improved quite a bit, but I’m certainly nowhere near eating three slices of pizza for example. In fact, the thought of a pizza turns off my appetite all together. (Correction as of 06/05; I can now eat more then three slices of pizza! Appetite is improving........I have no idea why.) c
(Note; research says that no matter how much a cancer patient eats, they never can gain weight. The cancer stays ahead of the game all the time.)
I spend most of my day in bed, reading or watching mindless TV. They both keep me from obsessing about all the what-if’s of this situation. Do I feel like I’m wasting my “last days”? No. I’m actually enjoying these days….hmm, I wonder if ”enjoying” is accurate? Well, what would you do? I really can’t take long walks, not only is my energy too low to sustain one, I have this other “problem” that can crop up at any moment, and can be stimulated by walking. I leak from my rectum and this creates a mess which I cannot control or predict. (Sorry about the sordid details here but this is what I’m living.) So! I’m choosing comfort over suffering. In other words, I’m content, even under these circumstances.
I don’t have any great wisdom(s) to convey about any of this. I was remembering a line that Mary Oliver wrote; “What will you do with the rest of your precious wild life……..” that’s close to the quote but may not be wholly accurate. Any way I quoted it to Elizabeth as if to say what shall I do with what’s left to me? She didn’t hesitate. “You’ve already done that!” she said. And I had to acknowledge that it was true. So what will I do with what’s left? I have to say, “Whatever I damned well please.”
After all, there is no pressure on me to accomplish anything more than what I’ve already done. To quote my favorite bit of Emerson; “To laugh often and much. To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children. To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends. To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others. To leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition. To have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation. To know even one life has breathed easier because you lived. This is to have succeeded.
Frankly, I think I’ve done this. Not that I would then claim that “My work is done here.” But I DO believe that I’ve done everything I could do to help others breathe more “easily”. So now it’s about me finding an “easy” exit I guess…..or, perhaps before “exit” an enjoyable present with friends and family…and dogs.
When Long Dance ended here a short time ago, several Dancers visited me in my “convalescence” room, our bedroom, to convey to me how much I had meant in their lives. The “theme” of what they had to say was “You have changed my life for the better.” Yes, I took all of this in and it fed my heart to overflowing. These are intelligent and thoughtful people and all of what they had to say was honest feedback, if you will, something that needed saying before it was too late to say it.
Quite a gift……..and one not many get before it’s too late to receive it. (I am so grateful it was not and is not, too late.)
My "frame" is shocking to behold (to me). I weigh 136 and that's close to 20 lbs less than my usual. I tire easily and though I can walk OK, the effort wears me out. I'm not in any pain, "discomfort" is the term I use to describe my daily experience.....it's really not too bad, just not the "me" I have known. Brain is still working fine. All in all these are not the worst days, just not a lot of fun.
June13th, I signed and had notorized the paper that authorizes my cremation. Sort of makes things REAL doesn't it? The kind of day I'm having today makes me feel ready for it.
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Notes
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I Should Know Better
The Genuine Power of Prayer in my Life
The "Lasts"
Frogs....! Again and at Last!!
Was Lincoln a Racist?
Just a Lucky Fit?
The Good Old Days
Education
The Great Boot Adventure
Thinking About What's Going On
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Background Checks, the Political Manipulations
Fall Out
Books
I'm not reading much lately due to all the "treatment" stuff I have to undergo which is both distracting and tiresome, but I'll stick with these reviews as still "pertinent". c
I have my internal list of things I believe in and things I don’t. I’m not going to list all that stuff here so don’t worry. Some things migrate from the ‘……don’t believe” to the “believe” list now and then as I continue to live and educate myself (live and learn).
Of note was this item which I thought I’d mention
because it, I firmly believed, defiantly and without a doubt, belonged
on the “don’t believe” list and was not likely to change position.
Reading Ralph Blumenthal’s book “The Believer” DID change that.
The subtitle of his book is “Alien Encounters, Hard Science, and the Passion of John Mack”.
First of all let me begin by stating my bias, I believe in UFOs. I’ve seen two of them and there is no doubt in my mind that I saw what I saw and there was no other explanation other than Unidentified Flying Object. Details aren’t important here, I’ll just rest my case on my statement.
Alien Encounters however are a different can of worms. Everything I’ve heard about such events just seems so outlandish that those things have been firmly on my “Don’t believe” list. I’ve met people who have claimed to have experienced such a thing, but I haven’t considered these reports worth serious investment. However……I HAVE kept the subject open to “maybe”. A very BIG “maybe” to be sure. And along comes this book.
Rather than ramble on and on about who John Mack was I will just say this, his biographer, Ralph Blumenthal, makes quite a good case not only for Mack’s veracity and fact based investigations, but also for the case Mack built concerning this issue. I came away from reading this book having stretched all my doubts to the limits and I must say, as I have said so many times, I DO believe that there’s something going on here….yes, even about this subject matter. And, I must add, I am blown away by the implications of this story!
Nuff said. Check it out.
"Every Day a Gift", Tammy Duckworth. See "The Lasts" on the "Notes" page.
I’ve thought about writing a story from a dog’s point of view (coyote, wolf) but I just couldn’t solve the problem of how the dog would think. Would he approximate words and ideas taken from experiencing humans? Would he be mystified by most human behavior? Would most of his actions be determined by instinct? Would he be able to think things through using logic and reason? How would he react to human demands? Etc.
I never ventured further than trying to puzzle out answers to any of this so I never got started on a project. But Garth Stein did. And having solved this dilemma his book, “The Art of Racing in the Rain” though not a “great” book, it is nonetheless Wonderful! Yes, of course the choice of “Great” vs. “Wonderful” is entirely subjective and I can only add that I have wept at the finish of two books in my life; Urrea’s “Hummingbirds Daughter” and “….Racing…”! Maybe they are equally “Great” for me on the emotional level. I won’t get into splitting hairs over it, the bottom line is, it’s a very, very fine read.
"Code Talker" by Chester Nez & Judith Schiess Avila is an engrossing read. Prior to my reading of it I was under the impression that the Navajo "code was simply the use of the Navajo language to relay information for combat units in the Pacific. In fact, the 30+ "code talkers" who were involved had to actually CREATE an altogether new language for much of what they had to communicate. Example: there was certainly no word in the Navajo language for "bull dozer" do they used "dola-alth-whosh" which translates as "bull sleep" in Navajo. "Fighters" were "hummingbirds" "Bombs" were "eggs" (Ah-ye-shi). There are approximatively 30 pages of words each code talker has to learn to be able to transmit accurate information quickly under combat conditions in order to save lives. And they did it under fire over and over again with the Japanese unable to break the code....ever. It's an amazing story.
"The Girl Who Sang to the Buffalo" by Kent Nerburn is fine historical fiction for those interested in Native American (Indian) religion (called "The Red Road" by those of us who walk it.) It's a good story, well told and an interesting journey into skepticism and alternative ways of seeing reality.
If you love trees, read this book. If you love forests, read this book. If you hate clear-cutting, read this book. If you need some courage and hope, read this book. "Finding the Mother Tree" by Suzanne Simard is not an easy read unless you are a scientist interested in the complexities of scientific investigation....becuse it's a lot about how experimnets are constructed. It's also about determination. And it's about love. And survival, both of our planet and of the human who wrote this book. AND, there's some magic involved too. Not the wishful thinking kind. The reality kind. Check it out.
Unraveled: The Life and Death of a Garment by Maxine Bedat. This was a tough one to read....and, in fact, I couldn't finish it......it made me too sad for the planet and our future. Don't get me wrong. It's very well done, BUT! Halfway through I felt a sense of hoplessness about the future. I had to close it down.
“The Comedians”. The sub-title should have tipped me off that it wasn’t going to be all fun and games, “Drunks, Thieves, Scoundrels and the History of American Comedy”!
From vaudeville, to radio, to Broadway, to TV, to Comedy Clubs, Stand-up, Late-Night, and from baggy pants, slap-stick, to Lenny Bruce to Jay Leno, Letterman, Prior, DeGeneres, and the lesser and the virtually unknown this read covers the field and from what I got, it’s not a lot of fun to play there. What a tough, cut-throat, un-funny business comedy show biz can be…….and is.
Not many laughs in this one, but lots of very interesting reading. If you’re interested in getting into comedy…….consider selling used cars instead. At least you can make some kind of living and maybe have some laughs.
It’s a good thing I didn’t get hold of Roger Welsch’s book “The Reluctant Pilgrim, A skeptic’s journey into Native Mysteries” before writing my own, ("Becoming Coyote, A Journey of Enlightenment…Mostly".) because I would have been accused of plagiarism (by me at least).
Chapter after chapter in Roger’s book parallel my own, not word for word, but at least concept by concept. I DID borrow, actually quote, one of Roger’s ideas. It came as a result of a phone call to him which might have taken place right about the time he was writing “Reluctant…” about 2014 or so. In that call, a rare one since Roger is phone-call adverse, he told me his granddaughter had commented to him that she thought he was a “…..member of the church of ‘There’s Something-going-on-here.’” (How did I get his number? Obviously the result of “Something-going-on-here!”)
When Roger related that to me I immediately recognized that that was exactly the “church” I belonged to and that the idea of Something-going-on summed up my thinking as well. I’ve used it ever since. (Thanks Roger!)
I’ve tried to contact Roger, even re-opened my Facebook account temporarily only to get in touch with him (I don’t “do” social media) but to no avail…so I’ve let go of the idea.
“Reluctant” is a good one and if you are seeking any kind of spiritual path, this is the read for you….ESPECIALLY if you’re a skeptic.
“Everyone loved sunsets. The light lost its sanity as it fell over the hills and into the Pacific¬––––it went red and deeper red, orange, and even green. The skies seemed to melt, like lava eating black rock into great bite marks of burning. Sometimes all the town stopped and stared west.” (p-129 in “House of Broken Angels”) Who wouldn't love to have written that paragraph.....and that's just a tiny taste of the kind of writing Luis Alberto Urrea produces time after time in his masterful works of both fiction and non. Of those I've only read, Hummingbird's Daughter, Queen of America, & The Devil's Highway (couldn't finish that last one, too painful). Urrea is one of our greats!
My own book, "Becoming Coyote, A Journey of Enlightenment (Mostly)" is NOW available. After 17 edits it has been updated and I never want to see it again.......however, you might like it and my writer-editor-publisher daughter (Winter) says it's "...really good." and it DID get good "reviews" from a couple of pre-publish readers....so there!
Winter
Desiree's book "Matchbook"
is detective-fiction.....not a genre
I usually read...BUT! this is one fine piece of reading and as one of
the comments on the back cover notes, "You will not be able to put it
down."...well, that's for sure. Don't pass this one up, my daughter has
written one FINE story.
PS, She just finished a second, not a sequel, and it's every bit as good as Matchbook. She's on a roll. That book, When I Knew You, is now available too. Contact me for info.
The subtitle of his book is “Alien Encounters, Hard Science, and the Passion of John Mack”.
First of all let me begin by stating my bias, I believe in UFOs. I’ve seen two of them and there is no doubt in my mind that I saw what I saw and there was no other explanation other than Unidentified Flying Object. Details aren’t important here, I’ll just rest my case on my statement.
Alien Encounters however are a different can of worms. Everything I’ve heard about such events just seems so outlandish that those things have been firmly on my “Don’t believe” list. I’ve met people who have claimed to have experienced such a thing, but I haven’t considered these reports worth serious investment. However……I HAVE kept the subject open to “maybe”. A very BIG “maybe” to be sure. And along comes this book.
Rather than ramble on and on about who John Mack was I will just say this, his biographer, Ralph Blumenthal, makes quite a good case not only for Mack’s veracity and fact based investigations, but also for the case Mack built concerning this issue. I came away from reading this book having stretched all my doubts to the limits and I must say, as I have said so many times, I DO believe that there’s something going on here….yes, even about this subject matter. And, I must add, I am blown away by the implications of this story!
Nuff said. Check it out.
"Every Day a Gift", Tammy Duckworth. See "The Lasts" on the "Notes" page.
I’ve thought about writing a story from a dog’s point of view (coyote, wolf) but I just couldn’t solve the problem of how the dog would think. Would he approximate words and ideas taken from experiencing humans? Would he be mystified by most human behavior? Would most of his actions be determined by instinct? Would he be able to think things through using logic and reason? How would he react to human demands? Etc.
I never ventured further than trying to puzzle out answers to any of this so I never got started on a project. But Garth Stein did. And having solved this dilemma his book, “The Art of Racing in the Rain” though not a “great” book, it is nonetheless Wonderful! Yes, of course the choice of “Great” vs. “Wonderful” is entirely subjective and I can only add that I have wept at the finish of two books in my life; Urrea’s “Hummingbirds Daughter” and “….Racing…”! Maybe they are equally “Great” for me on the emotional level. I won’t get into splitting hairs over it, the bottom line is, it’s a very, very fine read.
"Code Talker" by Chester Nez & Judith Schiess Avila is an engrossing read. Prior to my reading of it I was under the impression that the Navajo "code was simply the use of the Navajo language to relay information for combat units in the Pacific. In fact, the 30+ "code talkers" who were involved had to actually CREATE an altogether new language for much of what they had to communicate. Example: there was certainly no word in the Navajo language for "bull dozer" do they used "dola-alth-whosh" which translates as "bull sleep" in Navajo. "Fighters" were "hummingbirds" "Bombs" were "eggs" (Ah-ye-shi). There are approximatively 30 pages of words each code talker has to learn to be able to transmit accurate information quickly under combat conditions in order to save lives. And they did it under fire over and over again with the Japanese unable to break the code....ever. It's an amazing story.
"The Girl Who Sang to the Buffalo" by Kent Nerburn is fine historical fiction for those interested in Native American (Indian) religion (called "The Red Road" by those of us who walk it.) It's a good story, well told and an interesting journey into skepticism and alternative ways of seeing reality.
If you love trees, read this book. If you love forests, read this book. If you hate clear-cutting, read this book. If you need some courage and hope, read this book. "Finding the Mother Tree" by Suzanne Simard is not an easy read unless you are a scientist interested in the complexities of scientific investigation....becuse it's a lot about how experimnets are constructed. It's also about determination. And it's about love. And survival, both of our planet and of the human who wrote this book. AND, there's some magic involved too. Not the wishful thinking kind. The reality kind. Check it out.
Unraveled: The Life and Death of a Garment by Maxine Bedat. This was a tough one to read....and, in fact, I couldn't finish it......it made me too sad for the planet and our future. Don't get me wrong. It's very well done, BUT! Halfway through I felt a sense of hoplessness about the future. I had to close it down.
• • •
“The Comedians”. The sub-title should have tipped me off that it wasn’t going to be all fun and games, “Drunks, Thieves, Scoundrels and the History of American Comedy”!
From vaudeville, to radio, to Broadway, to TV, to Comedy Clubs, Stand-up, Late-Night, and from baggy pants, slap-stick, to Lenny Bruce to Jay Leno, Letterman, Prior, DeGeneres, and the lesser and the virtually unknown this read covers the field and from what I got, it’s not a lot of fun to play there. What a tough, cut-throat, un-funny business comedy show biz can be…….and is.
Not many laughs in this one, but lots of very interesting reading. If you’re interested in getting into comedy…….consider selling used cars instead. At least you can make some kind of living and maybe have some laughs.
• • •
It’s a good thing I didn’t get hold of Roger Welsch’s book “The Reluctant Pilgrim, A skeptic’s journey into Native Mysteries” before writing my own, ("Becoming Coyote, A Journey of Enlightenment…Mostly".) because I would have been accused of plagiarism (by me at least).
Chapter after chapter in Roger’s book parallel my own, not word for word, but at least concept by concept. I DID borrow, actually quote, one of Roger’s ideas. It came as a result of a phone call to him which might have taken place right about the time he was writing “Reluctant…” about 2014 or so. In that call, a rare one since Roger is phone-call adverse, he told me his granddaughter had commented to him that she thought he was a “…..member of the church of ‘There’s Something-going-on-here.’” (How did I get his number? Obviously the result of “Something-going-on-here!”)
When Roger related that to me I immediately recognized that that was exactly the “church” I belonged to and that the idea of Something-going-on summed up my thinking as well. I’ve used it ever since. (Thanks Roger!)
I’ve tried to contact Roger, even re-opened my Facebook account temporarily only to get in touch with him (I don’t “do” social media) but to no avail…so I’ve let go of the idea.
“Reluctant” is a good one and if you are seeking any kind of spiritual path, this is the read for you….ESPECIALLY if you’re a skeptic.
• • •
“Everyone loved sunsets. The light lost its sanity as it fell over the hills and into the Pacific¬––––it went red and deeper red, orange, and even green. The skies seemed to melt, like lava eating black rock into great bite marks of burning. Sometimes all the town stopped and stared west.” (p-129 in “House of Broken Angels”) Who wouldn't love to have written that paragraph.....and that's just a tiny taste of the kind of writing Luis Alberto Urrea produces time after time in his masterful works of both fiction and non. Of those I've only read, Hummingbird's Daughter, Queen of America, & The Devil's Highway (couldn't finish that last one, too painful). Urrea is one of our greats!
• • •
• • •
My own book, "Becoming Coyote, A Journey of Enlightenment (Mostly)" is NOW available. After 17 edits it has been updated and I never want to see it again.......however, you might like it and my writer-editor-publisher daughter (Winter) says it's "...really good." and it DID get good "reviews" from a couple of pre-publish readers....so there!
It's thick enough (400+ pages) to make a
good door stop and has a very nice cover.....which, for some obscure
reason, I can't get to load here....? It beats any over-the-counter
sleep aid and has no horrible side effects. (so far)
Anyway; it's $20, which will cover book, envelope, and postage. (No, not available in a "Kindle" edition or on Amazon, so rare to begin with....and I'll sign it too!)
Anyway; it's $20, which will cover book, envelope, and postage. (No, not available in a "Kindle" edition or on Amazon, so rare to begin with....and I'll sign it too!)
• • •
PS, She just finished a second, not a sequel, and it's every bit as good as Matchbook. She's on a roll. That book, When I Knew You, is now available too. Contact me for info.
(Bottom four not dead yet, in fact still hanging on.)
Ben Okri author of, The Famished Road (1991), incorporates African myth and folklore, which has been labeled magical realism. Okri disagrees: "I grew up in a tradition where there are simply more dimensions to reality: legends and myths and ancestors and spirits and death. You can't use Jane Austen to speak about African reality. Which brings the question: what is reality? Everyone's reality is different."
| Dick Prosapio, MSW, aka Coyote; ceremonialist, psychotherapist (recovering), writer, Intuitive Tarot (now out of print) Becoming Coyote (available from Spirit Path) drummer, photographer, dancer, and leader of experiential workshops for 30+ years. Co founder of; The Foundation for Common Sense©. | Elizabeth Prosapio, BFA, RMT, aka Raven; leads WildWoman weekends & of Woman's Spirit Weekend, a (very) fine artist and massage therapist and co-wrote Intuitive Tarot with Dick. Elizabeth is available for "Soul Face" drawing (more info by contacting her) and is also the co founder of; The Foundation for Common Sense©. |
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