Spider-Me

I've long talked about how being a Shaman, especially at times when I had another day job, feels like what it must feel like to be Peter Parker - Living two different lives in two different worlds. Even today, as a full-time Shaman, I'm still learning to integrate the realities and truths of shamanic life with the logistics and limits of the 'mundane' world. 

In a previous comic from twenty years ago, I drew Longleg the dog carrying a hefty stack of library books with fictitious titles to be checked out, then asks for some books he has on hold, including one entitled "Living a Quantum Reality in a Newtonian World" (highlighted below).  That in a nutshell is what I'm describing, and I'm secretly hoping that someday someone (perhaps me?!) actually writes that book. 

By the way, his library account number is actually the phone number (plus area code 320) of Gary's Pizza in St Joseph, Minnesota, which made up the major proportion of pizza consumption during my college career at near by St John's University (which is why I still have it memorized all these decades later).  

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Eywa-Eywa-Oh!

I started this comic a week ago, just before going to Minnesota to celebrate "Second Christmas" with my family. Ironically I got a call from the store through which I rent my office space while I was on the plane about to take off to return to Seattle. Since I couldn't answer on the plane, once home I connected with them to find out that I was going to need to temporarily relocate my office back downstairs in the store because the building owner needed to replace the roof, and the only roof access is through a closet in my office. 

So today Valerie and I deconstructed my beautiful office, which I drew here, so a group of roofers can do their job over the next 4 to 6 weeks. This sudden, drastic change is par for the course with the other events of this past week, and I can only trust this inconvenience to be the initial unfolding of something grander. "Only good can come of this" and soon enough I'll be back in my 'little sliver of Sherwood."

 

Wings Up

 

Cormorant Weekend

Shaman En-Training