Mental wellness, Earth-spiritual practice,  Ecosexuality, Poetry.

Sue Westwind writes from America’s prairie woodlands.

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dixie lubin · July 30, 2008 at 8:34 am

Dear Sue-I loved your Lunacy Lost excerpt. I was hooked by the phrase “Moon Over Flint”, which we prairie dwellers can really resonate with, and dived right in. By the end, I had tears rolling down my face. You tell your story well and convincingly, in a sane and non-preachy manner, and make the point of spirituality as a potentially big part of the road to emotional and mental healing without beating the reader over the head with it. Granted, it is easy for a person like me to relate to, since I have had similar experiences and gone down similar evolutionary roads. I can’t know how it would feel to be a man, or a young, cynical woman, or a fundamentalist of any stripe reading it, and maybe it would raise much more opposition in them. But to me, at least, two things are obvious: one, the earth and the moon and the universe are manifestations of the Divine that are a part of us, as we are a part of them, and two, your incorporation of these numinous experiences not only increased your chances for integration and healing, but allowed you to enter into an intuitive wisdom state that is potentially infinite. Hmmm-does that statement make me sound a bit off? Really, I don’t care if it does. Thanks for having the courage and skill to continue putting the story of your personal journey out there for all of us who take the time to read it.

dixie lubin · July 30, 2008 at 8:36 am

I am having trouble knowing if I submitted my comment. Instead of saying it had been sent, I got a new comment field. When I pressed submit comment again, I got this field. So-here goes again. Dixie

Maggie VI Beedles · February 16, 2011 at 12:13 am

The seeds are rumbling below? Whatevs, Brigid, I’ve heard that rumor, but I certainly couldn’t tell…until this week. Today I took the kids slip sliding in MUD, and it was as if the earth was finally welling up to wrap around my warming extremities– I could have laid down in it, even sunk my top teeth into it. I feel ya, Sue, and appreciate so much your illuminating the recession of the ground under so much snow. How can you be grounded when you’re always standing on top of inches and inches of fluffed up water? Glad you got to sweep off your rock, and thanks so much for your honesty. xoxxo

dixie lubin · February 8, 2013 at 8:05 am

Well said, Sue. My granddaughters and one grandson are nine, and already the social pressures are starting to mount…I dread them going to middle school and high school and losing so much of their elan vital in the process.

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