Love’s Mandorla
Sadness quietly crept into my life and changed everything. She had visited me before, but this time was different, because...
Sadness quietly crept into my life and changed everything. She had visited me before, but this time was different, because...
Black or white. I grew up in the South in the 60’s, so I know a thing or two about...
To sit with one, who no longer has a need to defend, is to sit with one who opens doors....
Just as if I had been sitting with a directee in spiritual direction, I honored myself with deep listening. I...
She is a part of the rugged landscape. No longer do I turn away in dread, but instead, everyday I...
I asked Creation’s Bible, “What is the path to union with another?” The Russian olive tree propagated back with determined...
I go back and forth from aspirational words to expressive words. Aspirational words invite me to live into their truth....
Yesterday afternoon I watched a wind sculpture whipping around until I thought it would take flight. This morning it is...
Further into faith and only a few miles through suburbia to my workplace, I covered great distances daily. Interestingly, it...
For months I did not share the words that I had heard with anyone. This was Spirit’s work, not mine....
Early on, I wore a few labels. Some were given to me and other tags, I chose. It was a...
I painted the above before fully knowing what it meant. It began as a response to message I heard. Now,...