Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth

In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.

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Body Time

In a world meted out by clock time, it's easy to forget body time.

When the initiate stands on the threshold, you could tell her: “Come in five minutes.”

And she will spend her time watching the glass.

Or you could tell her: “After a thousand heartbeats, come.”

And she will spend her time listening.

Listening, and drawing in.

In the realm of the primal, body time is all.

 

 

 

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Poet, scholar and storyteller Steven Posch was raised in the hardwood forests of western Pennsylvania by white-tailed deer. (That's the story, anyway.) He emigrated to Paganistan in 1979 and by sheer dint of personality has become one of Lake Country's foremost men-in-black. He is current keeper of the Minnesota Ooser.
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