John Savlove Online Sampler

The link to hearing "Buddha" is on my EsotericOnline homepage.
"Art School Grad" is there too, elsewhere. You'll have to read the "Give Her a Dream" lyrics to find that link. The two song files are from 1994, with Anthony Wilson on guitars and Bill Dobrow drumming.

  The Savlove Scribd essay on Culture&Alchemy is finally blog-linked. It's about 10 years old, no reason to get exact. The main thing is the consistency of my thread. The wholesomeness of my life's work has taken some hits by the same people children are blaming for slowly killing off planetary eco-systems. Libby used to remind me that they're "just jealous". It took me this long to understand why - since the Climate Strike of September 2019.

American Character essay

Rosey's Realm blog

Visionary's Almanac psalms

YT channel playlists

YouTube user name kanlithunder will resonate for followers of the Taoist Medicine Wheel.

The best healer I ever found on YouTube just took down all her videos - light language, Reiki, a complete menu of pure, high, loving presentations. I'm not sure why, but I sense she may have been a little naive about paying the price for over 30,000 views on average. I have digested the work I did with her. I believe if I was not intended to bring these teachings to a mass level as filtered through my own talents (so different from hers!) there is no way this blog would always be referring to such fame.

Octo Sapien Visions

This is a dashed off Post Script to the conclusion of the SaveLove website: the domain name was picked up by the domain seller when the due date came up, but when my host advance payment expires in May, the site as we still see definitely shuts off.

Today's entry title - a play on the original "HELP!" film title, "8 Arms to Hold You", is also but an advertisement for the Hieros_gamos  theme that is so obscured by the victims and victimizers of the latest set of culture wars.

What I'm given to understand is that this blog no better gets people to understand my history with women than anything else. The response to this blog - in spite of the fact that 900 people have visited it in 2018 - is hollow.  To reiterate in plain black and white language: I was raised to look after my mother, who divorced my father when I was three. Placation is my biggest problem. I have never cat-called at women, never harassed, never hit or "hit on", I have never forced women to do anything they didn't want to do, I have always been gentle  with girls and women,  and that's been presumed  as well as proven every day and night I have lived since popping out all big-eared & happy from Peggy Savlov's womb. One would think this sets me up very well for where we are to go from here collectively.

 But now matters of style are under suspicion world-wide. I was traumatized by Crystal Ortiz in January 2011 - raped, if you will - and because any woman OR man in such a position often prefers a kind of cowed dignity to any other public presentation .... well, you've already read my offers to tell my story to anyone who might care. That's the best I can do without beginning to forsake my stipulation that all involved are Accepted and Forgiven.

But one will also have to accept and forgive that the liberal state elected Donald Trump. 

The liberal state cares more about much more psychologically weak - conflicted, bitter, envious, potentially violent - immigrants flooding American communities than it does about a white straight male of my deeds and reputation (minus the Bennington Banner articles about me on the web, which are vitiated by Prosecutor Rainville agreeing with me about what happened when I acted as my own lawyer to terminate probation). The liberal state looks at me, shrugs its shoulders and joins in on a chorus of "Wayfaring Strangers".

The liberal state had 8 years to cherish the first non-white family man to enter the White House. Cherish we did not. Oh yes, I'm with us as part of the One Soul, although my responsibility for where we are now merely is about my sweet essence. I still examine my motives as well as my breath every day. To be fair, 8 years is not enough for people who constantly stab each other in the back to heal what by now comes naturally. The war on the balladeer class,  as waged against yours truly, was not important enough to nip in the bud. 

Vermont elected Donald Trump. And is doing everything it can to deny this.

I love Vermont and Donald Trump equally. And you will hear it in the breadth of my voice. If I ever get to make a produced record and perform again. 

It has been a wonderful winter. Like I say at the start, I'd rather be writing about yoga, but the sacrifices I've made are too important to ignore (me, the guy who questioned the nature of sacrifice back in the more romantic days of swimming holes and unspoiled woods).

I was warned that Bennington College had had its heart and soul torn out of it back in the '90s when Liz Coleman destroyed tenure. I felt too much like the campus heart and soul to agree. I was still welcome there back then.

When Crystal Ortiz is found and comes forward, it won't be to say #Me Too. It will be to say, "When you asked me what I'd look back on when I was older, John, and I exclaimed, "You!", and you grinned ... well, here we are! Thank you sooooo much!"   {A win for undocumented refugees hoping to find support in the United States. Crystal did not feel at home in Bennington until she divined, broke and entered, and aggressively befriended the chaste hermit poet of North Bennington.}