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Cartoon Kali: poems for dangerous times Paperback – August 15, 2017
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About the Author
Jane Brunette teaches and writes about meditation, spirituality and creating a soulful life in challenging times. She created Writing from the Soul, an approach to writing that has sprouted groups around the world, and she mentors individuals in writing and spiritual practice. Trained as a psychotherapist and Buddhist teacher with a deep affinity for Christian mysticism and indigenous perspectives, she travels widely to challenge her social conditioning, living simply in cultures where this is still possible to free her time and her mind for contemplation and retreat. She is the author of two collections of poetry, CARTOON KALI and GRASSHOPPER GURU, as well as THE BIG AND THE SMALL: A SOUL STORY. Her websites are writingfromthesoul.net and flamingseed.com.
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In the contemplative *and* activist introduction, the author makes a eminently sane case for "unplugging from the collective churning long enough" to examine our own individual fear. It is easy enough to talk about inter-being or connectedness with the life world, but far deeper and more powerful to actually feel it enough to write a line like "butter can't melt itself, it depends on warm bread," in a poem about a child draped over the neck of a yellow horse. The poem: "No one had ever held me that long."
I hope you will hold this book for a long time, as I will, and take the learning you find in it, inside of yourself, like melted butter, perhaps, or like breathing your own self awake.
I love the part where you yelled at God... I had a visceral reaction, both times I read it. My social thinking kicked in with: you can’t do that! Truth is, we do. There’s an opportunity in the rawness of it. It flips me, and I recover, knowing we can never be unloved or detached from what sources it all.
Thank you for sharing.