Originally Posted on Livejournal 2004.08.15 at 22:05
Names hold power. This fact was foremost in my mind when I decided to create a more personal live journal for myself. The various names we use for ourselves are like masks. They can hide parts of us, accentuate other parts, and bestow upon us characteristics we wish to experience. I feel I have entered a new cycle in my life which has brought with it a new level of spiritual understanding (which in turn has led me to understand how little I understand). I feel the need for a new name, a song-name if you well. Something that will reach into my soul and out into the Universe. One came. Paleo, from the word Paleolithic.
Of or relating to the cultural period of the Stone Age beginning with the earliest chipped stone tools, about 750,000 years ago, until the beginning of the Mesolithic Age, about 15,000 years ago.
The spiritual path that I have chosen and that has chosen me is a very primal, primitive one. My very spirit is that of a beast which shared the earth with the people to first walk on this continent and disappeared before they became the First Nations.
The name suits me.
I am Paleo.
I am modern. I am ancient.
I am living. I am extinct.
I am flesh. I am spirit.