Advertisements It’s just before 7 a.m. and the lyrics to “Mother Earth” are rolling around my brain as I hope to find the Birthing Cave out in here in Sedona. “You know when you’re bornYou first see light of dayThrough a gap in your mother’s legsIt’s the truthAnd from that minute onMost of us guysAndContinue reading “The Birthing Cave”
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