COME IN. THE LANTERN IS LIT.
For those navigating grief, crossing, and transformation.
When the journey changes you, you need a guide who has walked the dark too.
Conversations from the edge of the known world.
Book private time with me.
Pull up a floor pillow. The fire has been burning a long time.
Words for the road. Field guides for the lost traveler. Every wanderer deserves a map written in their own language.
Where ancient stories find their modern voice.
Where myth becomes medicine.
Virtual retreats for Griefwalkers and Peregrines. A sacred space to descend, surrender, and return changed.
Community, philanthropy, and the children who are waiting. Because the world beyond our door deserves our warmth too.
This is the center.
The Virtual Hermit Hut. Where all paths converge and all travelers rest. The kettle is on.
INVOCATION TO OUR TIME
Great River of Life,
You are in and of yourself, your own source.
Throughout history, humans have made every imaginable attempt to control and dam you,
to divert you into a state of separateness.
But you are uncontainable and unobstructable, always rejoining yourself like quicksilver.
You are the estuary where Love, Wisdom, and Strength are forged without words.
May your sacred waters cleanse and purify the ancestral tribal streams of our past,
healing the wounds that have divided us for too long.
May we come together now as one tribe, transcending divisions and separateness,
united in the embrace of the Great River of Life.
May we surrender to the flow of Life, and allow it to guide us toward a world of
peace, love, and harmony.
So let it be, and so it is.
Henry-Cameron Allen
7 May, 2020
