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Tomorrow I leave for Massachusetts to visit my good friend Nathan (brother in all but blood) and participate in a Native American sweat lodge ceremony, presided over by Blackwolf Jones. Tonight was also a total eclipse of the moon, and as I sat outside watching the Earth’s shadow pass slowly across its surface I paused to reflect on the day, the moment, and the space I’ve come to find myself in.

I was called by a number of people I care about, reminding me of the eclipse, and I made a number of calls to remind others. I felt filled with my love for those close to me, and with their love for me. The upstairs neighbors were out on their patio, chatting it up and enjoying the cool breeze, as were the neighbors in the building next door. I felt a certain sense of comraderie with these strangers, all of us out to experience this celestial happening.

A man and a woman come screaming out of the building across the street. They’re breaking up, and she is livid. Everyone becomes quiet to listen to their fight. She slams the car door shut, screaming something about “one orgasm” and storms back into the apartment. The man pulls away.

Beginnings and endings, creation and destruction. I thought about what the next year would be like for that woman, what it would be like for me. Hell, I don’t even know how this weekend is going to end up. I don’t know my future after this weekend, and I don’t want to.

All in all a powerful evening, filled with energy of all kinds. Tomorrow I start a journey, as do we all. I hope yours treats you well.

May the wind be always at your back.

Posted at 1:23 am.