To explain \u201cleft-hand writing.\u201d\u00a0 It was after I\u2019d learned in dream group about the major archetypes: sun and moon, right hand and left hand, linear & logical and intuitive & associative (also called \u201cright-brain\u201d) …\u00a0 I don\u2019t like to use the hemispheres of the brain because that may be an anatomical truth, that the right brain controls the left side of the body and speaks more in images than in words, but human experience is that the left side of the body is intuitive, etc.\u00a0 If you go to the left in a dream, you are heading toward right-brain experience.<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t remember now if I started \u201cleft-hand writing\u201d before I imagined the book with right and left pages.\u00a0 Certainly they were close together.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t literally write with my left hand, when I tried the words came faster than I could set them down.\u00a0 So I would \u201ctune in\u201d to that other side of myself and take dictation.\u00a0 Often they started one word at a time.\u00a0 Sometimes they were nonsense (well of course they are non sense by definition) sometimes I had to write down through what I called the \u201cpeanut butter\u201d stage, where you\u2019re writing garbage, or something like \u201cI can\u2019t think what to say, I can\u2019t think what to say, I can\u2019t…\u201d and then something breaks and the real writing comes pouring out.\u00a0 Often the shift begins with \u201cand what I really want to say is…\u201d \u00a0I think this is the first left-hand writing I ever did.<\/p>\n
\nthe way of the left hand<\/strong>
\nno date by any calendar. the wave rises like sap in my
\nblood, rising, shredding, dividing, lifting and golden.
\nmy spirit rooted in earth, my spirit springing to the
\ndarkest blue night unfolding leaves filled with stars.
\ngulls soar above harbor, drifting & turning, my hair
\nfloats like seaweed above the beds of the dead encrusted
\nwith pearl lattice work. is this the body? with all these
\nspaces inside? like a sponge, like branching veins, like
\nstreams braiding in sand, flow outward and let go.
\ndrop the burdens of the journey. one. word. at. a.
\ntime. when to genuflect and when to leap in ecstatic
\ndance.\u00a0 for the true neck lace is of shells and the dry
\nbones murmur for this were crystals created. space,
\nand cells, letters coming evenly from the pen and
\nletters divinely inspired wreathed in organic flame and the
\nthreads spiral, twist, interweave \u2014 the endless knot
\nthe celtic dance \u2014 our feet tread the maze and body
\nmoving body becomes the path ways by which the
\nmind changes gear and comes to the chalice
\no holy palace \u00a0 \u00a0 o wholly place
\ndeep roots sunk to the springs rising
\nlet flow now<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\nThe Feminine of History is Mystery<\/a>, opposite righthand page 76<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
To explain \u201cleft-hand writing.\u201d\u00a0 It was after I\u2019d learned in dream group about the major archetypes: sun and moon, right hand and left hand, linear & logical and intuitive & associative (also called \u201cright-brain\u201d) …\u00a0 I don\u2019t like to use … Continue reading