Images of the Mandorla 3
In my collection of images of the mandorla, the ladder that I follow down is my mandorla of acceptance. It...
In my collection of images of the mandorla, the ladder that I follow down is my mandorla of acceptance. It...
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...
Some of the saddest stories that I habitually hear aging adults voice, rise from two themes, blame and denial. These...
Just as if I had been sitting with a directee in spiritual direction, I honored myself with deep listening. I...
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...
There was tension, for there in the both/and were opposites, but there was also rest, as I trusted Love. And...
For months I did not share the words that I had heard with anyone. This was Spirit’s work, not mine....
For years I lived in Light, bringing others into the light and even being light, but I tired of the...