I’ve been working on my new website until my eyes are square for the last couple of days. When my web guy imported my address list from the e-mail account onto my site, the software automatically sent out something to everyone on my address list, something I didn’t compose, ask for or approve. Ouch. The web world is an imperative these days, but the rules of it are so far beyond even the people we hire to be on top of it. Ah well.

Much of the focus of my work is regarding recovery of the indigenous mind, the original and inherent aspects of psyche that modernization have marginalized and suppressed. It is a strong challenge for me to stay true to what I care about in these ways, while learning to work with the new methods for dissemination of ideas and information. The computer and web conversations demand more and more hours of the day. The best I can do some days is take the work outside onto the porch so the wind and birds and mountains can feed me while I work on it. I so appreciate the connections the web creates, but also need very much to understand how to create a balance with it. Our forebears in every field of inquiry – political, philosophical, artistic, poetic, scriptural and spiritual – did not leave a map for us on this one. We are on our own.