In a rare break from my tradition of not explaining my poetry and leaving it to the reader to interpret the meaning, I should probably explain the background behind the rev/ and I read it in books. More because there is a much bigger story behind it than it needs much explanation.

Longtime readers (if you can call anything greater than 2 months “longtime”) will probably recall that I have traversed the gamut of religions and spiritual practices in trying to define my own. In roughly chronological order, I explored or dabbled in: raised Catholic, existentialism, Mahayana Buddhism (though I didn’t know it at the time), general mysticism (Sri Chinmoy), Kabbalism, Starhawk-flavored Wicca, Theatrical Urban Wicca (kind of a unique and probably unfindable tradition these days), Gnosticism, Celtic Druidism (not OBOD), general NW Coastal Native American shamanism, Lakota (“Sioux”) medicine, Taoism, Zen (with and without the Buddhism), Ásatrú (old Norse revival religion) and a few others tossed in to give everything flavor.