Dearest Dears,

Today is the New Moon in Gemini, which feels a bit scattered and impulsive - the need to talk without knowing what to say.

I got copies of my book yesterday, which you can now purchase in-person at the shop if you’re in Marfa. If not, of course you can order a signed copy here. There will likely be a book launch soon, so stay tuned.

I went to Big Bend on Monday and Tuesday to spend time at the Rio Grande, an experience I expected to be romantic but instead felt perfectly natural. You’d think I would learn to quit expecting things at this point in my life.

How many disappointments have I experienced simply by my own expectations or perceptions? Is there anything that is not from the mind?

When I think about suffering and world-wide matters, I wonder what is within my pay grade? How can I bring balance to my own life and home? Is my own “house” in order? This is a major theme of The Metaphysics of Good Vibrations - turning within, not as a means of navel gazing but as a means to peel away perceptions and simply remember Who I Am.

Isn’t that just The Way? Remembering over and over.

Below is a poem from the book.

I love you so much,
Mandy

“Resonance”

One, two, three, four prayers to the quarters
for the dollars,
bills and unpaid debts,
and yet
I speak it to existence.
Grace, wisdom, love, patience.
Qu’elle d’autre?
Other than
You and me
and G-D makes three.
One, but not in counting.
Am I an ejaculation for satisfaction
or just another bill paid
and a sorry tear
with a ho-ho in my backpack,
or a gun under my belt
or a Bible in my hand,
called a sword by another?
I am unafraid of anything
since betrayed by another,
and yet but or so
I praise Thee,
over and over,
always opening the door
further, till I fall on the floor
prostrate at sunset, sunrise.
I, alongside
north, south, east and west.
From whence comes my help?
But from inside the house
the phone doth ring.