by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Jun 15, 2015 | Revolution of the Spirit, Revolutionary Poems |
yesterday, I saw spiders everywhere in the forest small busy spinners knitting the world together with a shimmering net sometimes, I trust that cosmic net even when my DNA is screaming to string myself too tight, overstretch and tremble. be cruel to survive. we... 
by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Apr 15, 2015 | Revolution of the Spirit, Revolutionary Poems |
in spring, the gray light is webbed and wet. I walk the tightrope of my healerteacherwriter life. some days, I coax words into the whitespace and listen some nights, from the mists, thirteen wild ones pour into the living room with maenad claws and fearless soft skins... 
by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Jan 29, 2015 | Intuitive Leadership, social justice, Uncategorized |
Let’s push it, let’s birth it. Let’s create and heal and risk the pain. I love the way you lead the way, the way you risk that disapproving sneer, the distasteful glare. I love the way you dive right into the fear of isolation and rejection,... 
by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Oct 6, 2014 | Events/Workshops, Revolution of the Spirit |
No cure that fails to engage our spirit can make us well. —Viktor Frankl The modern world is challenging, immediate and frequently brutal. As the infamous curse prophesies, we are certainly living in interesting times. Ingenious solutions are required daily. ... 
by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Aug 13, 2014 | Revolution of the Spirit |
In the July afternoons, I listen to the song of sandstone and juniper berries, while meadowlarks converse in wild, trilling loops. Who am I? The rattlesnake warning of my teeth with a rhythm rattle? The wasp stinging when provoked? What will I sing to this soft hot...
