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.
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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