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Trauma-Informed Secular Meditation in Lakewood Park! $15*

Dear Traveller,

I’m excited to host another session of Trauma-Informed Secular Meditation in Lakewood Park! This is an ongoing as weather permits. We will begin with a brief Trauma Talk, followed by sitting and walking Meditation. Finally, we will end with a short Q&A & rescheduling! I look forward to seeing you there!

Yours upon the Way,

An Unknown Kraftsman

*Drop-Ins $20 or donations accepted

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Small Humanist Weddings!

Dear Traveller,

I offer small Humanist weddings in home or setting of YOUR choice! Call TODAY, slots are limited!

Yours Upon the Way,

An Unknown Kraftsman

La Vida

Trauma-Informed Secular Meditation in the Park

Dear Traveller,

I am pleased and privileged to lead a trauma-informed guided meditation in Nature! We will begin with a: Trauma-Talk, followed by sitting & walking Meditation. Finally, we will end with a brief Q&A and scheduling! I look forward to seeing you all!

Yours upon the Way,

An Unknown Kraftsman

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Secular Meditation in the Park!

Join me at Secular Meditation in the Park! http://meetu.ps/e/GXWBw/ZGMf/a
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Trauma-Informed Secular Meditation

Dear Traveller,

I’m proud to offer Trauma-Informed Secular Meditation for all comers in Lakewood Park Lakewood, OH! We will begin @12:30 & end @ 1:30! The price is $15 or service trade. (Discount available for Cleveland Humanist Alliance members) I hope to see you there!

Yours Upon the Way,

An Unknown Kraftsman

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Winter Solstice Party

Dear Traveller

Join me at Winter solstice holiday party where there will be music, gifts, & an invocation by yours truly!
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Yours Upon the Way,

An Unknown Kraftsman

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Traveling the Pristine Ground

Dear Travellers,   
  There is a river running from the root of a symphony singing our Kosmos to & through the exit of our next breath. This is the current that conducts our daily flow whether we can taste its deliverance or not.  Oftentimes, it saddens me to see that the miraculous nature of  existence is often dismissed as mundane because of how we take it for granted. (Many times, I am saddened by how often I fall into this folly too 😅)

   I ask you to consider the way the sun spreads its honeycomb of gold, surely stolen from Midas himself, across a field on fire with flowers. Why not consider the dance of a cat winding itself like wire around your ankle. What if you considerered how the breathless phenomena that we call love, no matter the language, transcends our limitations? Daily “nothing’s” such as these emanate from the cosmic seascape flowing below our conscious knowing, even though Its song conducts the movement of our embodied souls.

Calling it Being, Nirvana, Pretty-$@%#^ sweet, etc will do NOTHING to capture  the bounty Of the boundless pouring through us. All that is left for us to do is to gape in awe and gasp our ignorance. Right NOW is the flow we know pouring from leaf, thunderstorm, penitent man, murdered tribe, & asteroid collison. All joy, sorrow, & neither spring  from a ground so immaculate that it is beyond conception, yet not beyond our witnessing. It seems to me that to be continuously  conceived by what we cannot readily perceive is to be clothed in the nakedness of Mystery.

For a briefness of years, I’ve wandered this orbital plane while watching & feeling the swirling of people and planet. This witnessing has ingrained in me the truth of my own ignorance, while simultaneously opening me to to the deeper reaches of awe. This joy is so profound that it has even illumined my life amidst the shadowed reaches of my most destitute moments.

My fellow travelers, the zest that crests through us is right HERE, right NOW. I know it the way I know the cracks in concrete and the finality of my breath as it comes ’round again. I know it the way that there is not really an “I”, only blue sky bleeding through spider webs sprung like silhouettes to capture the light of the day. Walk with me and FEEL the glory that glides right by our face, without a trace .

  We are travelled by the river of reality running its course through our bones & dreams; which means we can feel and taste the truth that sight won’t speak. Through my body runs your stories, dreams, & songs; and I am honored to bear witness to how fleeting and forever you are. Thank you.

With You upon the Way,

An Unknown Kraftsman