I am cleaning out my studio this week, finding writing on bits of paper tucked in books or drawers. I will give some of the words a home here, so I can let the paper go.
An evening of kundalini with Jai Jagdeesh, October 05, 2018
I am wearing black in a sea of white. Does it mean I don't belong? Is it lack of respect that I forgot the white? Is it selfishness? Self-preoccupation? Ignorance? Oversight? Does it matter? It means only what my mind makes of it. It is I, Raven.