In my younger years, I did not fully appreciate the play in sacred clowns; perhaps I had seen too many unhealthy ones covering up their pain with absurdities. Later, I became I friendlier with them. Joining in the frolicking dance that slowly … Read More
Thus far, messengers of Quiet have summoned me to come down beneath the surface for extended solitude, three times. Though the requests have come by way of different runners, Quiet’s invitation has been the same, calling me away from competing … Read More
The pool was as deep and wide as Love stood. Through the gurgling, I could hear True Self calling out to the prodigal parts, come home. Person after person sat before me naming their traits as good or bad, and … Read More
Forget my dream? It was too late. I could not un-see what I had seen. Besides, not only had I written details in my journal; but also painted my dream’s most prominent showing. How could I forget the remnants of a dream … Read More
I was in a different place and yet found myself choosing among the same three paths that intersected in front of me, again. I thought back to times of heartbreak and crisis of ego when I was tempted to behave … Read More
Ravens fed Elijah, when he needed desert time with God. Spirit Raven fed me when I needed a fresh Knowing. The Bible was cornerstone in my Christian faith tradition. I grew up with a living word that grew right along … Read More
Having finished my creation stick, I stepped out for a prayer walk through Creation’s Bible. I rarely complete the art before ever writing one word. It seemed that my creation stick was leading the way. Water had obviously washed the … Read More
On the night that Spirit shushed me, I quietly looked out at my prayers. There they were in the dark night sky, hanging as if they were in some sort of enormous dream catcher. Were they stuck or just dangling … Read More
Just as if I had been sitting with a directee in spiritual direction, I honored myself with deep listening. I was feeling trapped and what had I done to invite the same scenario, yet again? We were days away from … Read More
I was content being rooted in red, while seeing blue and yellow as separate, other than. But blue kept inviting me to dance and when I finally said yes, there, in the union, was purple. Orange is red until yellow … Read More
Dance invitations, flitting around in the wind, greeted me as I walked outside. The heart shaped leaves of a cottonwood tree carried the invites. Creation had not only noticed me, but had also bid me to dance. At first I … Read More
There are places that reach inside of me and ask that I become more. They ask for a different kind of more, not the achieving kind, but another form that requires relinquishing the externals for a dance with Spirit. Just … Read More