JULES DELORME

  The hands down greatest James Bond ever and a tremendous actor. You will be greatly missed Sir.

  buses by jules delorme the boy shakes his trembling fist at the man as he passes. -you don't know me. the boy howls. -you got no idea who i am. the man stops, shivering cold on a hot summer day. the boy stands in the middle of the street. cars and buses swerve around him. -my temple. the man says – my temple is beyond repair. -ah. the boy says. -ah. the man says. -i killed my father. the boy says -unless he ducked. maybe he ducked. -my spirit is compost. my soul is feces. the man says -even the rats won't eat it. -i ate dinner not breakfast. i can’t turn off the lights. -my mind has been consumed by absence. my sanity has been shredded by abstinence. -ah. the boy says. -ah. the man says. they stand there. they look at each other for awhile. neither one of them likes what they don't see. -elephants make their babies eat feces. the man says -it strengthens their immunity. -diplomats get lots of immunity. the boy says. they laugh. they almost laugh. -two. The boy says -too.

  Spirit of Love Coming today in conjunction with Butterfly, Tsiktsinenná:wen, Spirit of Love, speaking to me of my beloved friend, is clear and absolute in what it is saying. You are so Loved, my friend. You always have been Loved and you always will be Loved, just as you always been a Butterfly. You are in my heart. You are in so many hearts. In this difficult moment do not forget that Love, like Tsiktsinenná:wen, can fly. You soar in all of our hearts and in all of our eyes. I love you. I have never stopped loving you. I will never stop loving you. And any thing, any soul, that is so deeply loved by so many, can never be anything less than a beautiful and perfect Butterfly, Love in all of its greatest colour and glory. You are never out of my thoughts. You are never out of my prayers. I have failed to put my body there for you of late, but my heart and my thoughts and all my love have always been with you and will always been with you. Know this. Know this my beloved friend. You are

  A Friend's Reading Butterfly, Tsiktsinenná:wen This is a reading I did yesterday, when learning of a beloved friend’s illness. I have not been as good a friend lately as I should have. I am deeply sorry for this. Tsiktsinenná:wen, Butterfly, represents Transition and Grace. Tsiktsinenná:wen moves from the earth bound caterpillar to a beautiful graceful thing of the air. In between there is a kind of stasis and the pain of transition. I am sorry that you must feel this pain my friend. And I’m sorry that I have not been there to share this with you. Nothing and no one ends. All things and all beings go from being one thing to another thing. Sometimes this is an inward transition. And sometimes this is an outward, physical change. Most often this transition happens both inwards and outwards. The Butterfly is always meant to be a Butterfly. Transition can leave us feeling fragile, frustrated and afraid. Change is never a comfortable thing. But, as with Tsiktsinenná:wen, the change ca