Dear Poetic Medicine Friends, The months roll on and on! This morning I am feeling that this is different than what relationships are about. When I begin this letter “Dear Poetic Medicine Friends” I slow down and someone’s face will appear. I slow down and drop inside to hear what my heart wants to say to you. The Choice to Slow Down In order to “drop inside” I slow down. I must slow down. Wherever that mysterious place is, the clock isn’t ticking. Good fortune my heart is be

It is December and I would like to make brief reports on some of my activities for The Institute for Poetic Medicine during this year,...