My Santisima Trinidad |:| In Love and Curiosity
Lately, whenever I sit in front of my altar in The Place of Peace, I find myself irresistibly drawn to contemplating a small corroding image I picked up a while […]
Lately, whenever I sit in front of my altar in The Place of Peace, I find myself irresistibly drawn to contemplating a small corroding image I picked up a while […]
Some of you may remember my “the universe is watching me” post about reading Alan Moore’s Promethea on the subway and the subsequent bonding experience I had with one of NYC’s more “expressive” straphangers. Some of you have no idea what I’m talking about. That’s ok. Click the linked text […]