Cosmic Drum Vision

Cosmic Drum Vision

Everything around us is moving in rhythm—our breath, our blood, the tides, the stars themselves. I’ve come to feel that rhythm isn’t something we participate in occasionally; it’s what we are. Years ago, in a deep meditation, I was shown an image that’s never left me:...
Resonance Magic

Resonance Magic

If we are to save ourselves and this planet from continued chaos and destruction, we must raise our vibration. It’s a matter of consciousness, subtle and spiritual, versus physical battles and impact force. And it’s up to each one of us to do our...
Giants of Consciousness

Giants of Consciousness

I sense that something fundamental is changing in us as human beings, and much of it can’t be seen with the eyes. Indigenous wisdom has language for this—what Malidoma Somé once called “indigenous technology”—ways of understanding transformation that move through the...
Stellar Origins

Stellar Origins

I’ve always been struck by how many indigenous traditions—across continents and centuries—carry the same quiet remembrance: we come from the stars. Not as myth or metaphor, but as lineage. When elders speak of ancestors, they’re often pointing beyond bloodlines and...
Indigenous Wisdom

Indigenous Wisdom

Whenever I’m in the presence of indigenous people, something unmistakable activates in me. There’s a vitality there that can’t be ignored, a field you step into that’s beyond our modern analytical understanding, a pathway toward harmony with ourselves and our planet....
The Mouse and the Star

The Mouse and the Star

I got out of bed at 4:30 in the morning for some wee-hours playtime. I have a strange relationship with sleep; I joke that I was bitten by a vampire bat as a baby, and I’m only up that early if I haven’t slept yet. On this particular morning, I made my way through the house into my wife’s office and was visited by a mouse.

I glanced up at the early morning sky and saw Sirius for the first time in awhile, and it was accompanied by a shooting star descending past Procyon. It was what Dr. Amen calls a “micro-moment,” or what I call an “enchanted instant.” It’s always a big deal for me when I see Sirius in the sky again after about six months of absence during spring and summer. For me this star is a spiritual beacon with more ancestral meaning than I could communicate in writing, though I’ve tried and have spoken and written about it a lot in the past. In brief, from my personal cosmological standpoint as well as other traditions like the Dogon tribe of people in West Africa, Sirius pinpoints the place of origin and point of entry of all consciousness in this universe and maybe multiverse. It is where we all ultimately came from. Not as physical beings, but as consciousness, energy, light, soul-spirits.

As I looked east straight out from my front porch I saw Orion’s constellation in the sky and felt excited because soon Sirius would be rising through the tops of the pine trees that obscure my view of the horizon. The timing of all of this isn’t subtle as we enter the hottest week of the year in Northern California. It is forecasted that some communities will reach 117 degrees, and it feels to be a time of energetic significance.