The Six Sentinels

by | Jan 14, 2005 | Writings

A remembrance: Matthew Girvin — I’ve lit them before, six candles on six folds of stone, rocks standing like a mongolian marker, visited by pilgrims each casting his stony, amuletic lot. Say a prayer and circle the cairns, the ovoo, the menhir, the...

Frission

by | Jan 11, 2005 | Writings

There is a moment when I’m feeling that intensity of things being — somehow: right; and the indwelling of spirit, that enthusiasm — the en theos, in god, is there. But, to the realm of controlling destinies I don’t know if it is there, this...