A Jon Post Death came calling.Who does not know the rasp of reeds?A twilight whisper in the leaves beforeThe great araba falls -Wole Soyinka Death and the King’s Horsemen Ah, yes… these halls, these steps, this awkwardly steep ramp and stairs. I know them all. I know the patterns made by footfall and old stretcher…
A Jon Post Months away from writing and from Casa Ahava have made me feel rusty at both. Bear with me as I ramble here and re-introduce body and soul to the practices, please. In November of last year my family made our once-every-2-or-3-year pilgrimage across the Atlantic Ocean to the North American continent in…