Bison
The ranger warned us about getting too close. In spite of our intention to heed his words, we rounded a turn on the path and found ourselves within a few yards of Bison. The thing that impressed me was how … Read More
Soul Parts
Once saved, always saved, was a common theme of my childhood faith tradition. There is another kind of lost-ness, here and now. Every time we face maltreatment or deny our True Selves, soul parts leave us. Are we saved, if … Read More
Skinny Buffalo
Skinny Buffalo or Bison’s abundance, it was my choice. She was fixated on convincing me to wear the wintery house shoes without socks. What difference did it make? I decided to forego buying the footwear, because wearing socks had become such … Read More
Rooster’s Crow
Healing, nor transformation, ends with our own. Rooster’s crow was more than a morning alarm. It was a wakeup call to drink in life’s colors and generously pour them out, again. For months, I listened to a rooster from a … Read More
Sacred Womb
Continued healing: I see ravens every day, gigantic ones. On that particular day, it was dramatically different. Eventually they would lead me into Sacred Womb. I was on my way to check off a list of errands, when group after … Read More
Mirrored
I had completely caved to clichés. Was it a last-ditch effort, or did I, too, have an axe to grind? We mirrored each other, in ways we could have reduced to one yawning nutshell; life isn’t fair! Did we stop there? No, instead, we … Read More
Clear and Clean
With two recent snows, it was hard to realize how quickly summer was approaching. My loving other and I were readying for a new season. Our intention was to clear and clean things inside our house and out, in surrounding … Read More
Drumming Beat
I put one hand on my heart, the other, on top of the mesa. Lying on Mother Earth, I wondered if I could sync my heartbeat with hers. Ultimately, I wanted to sense a drumming beat of the collective whole. … Read More
Dreamtime
I breathed a prayer over our land, “How can I best be here, in the desert, with people more native than I?” My prayer took me into Dreamtime. It was as if generations were waiting for me to ask. A … Read More
Shape-Shifting
Shape-shifting Raven lifted me up and showed me how to clear a way through. If I would draw from lessons learned and borrow inspiration from dreams to come, the path would open. Apparently I was in the right place at the … Read More
Deep in Coyote’s Haunches
The big bad wolf stood on the other side of the door and I became a child again. I could feel Little Red Riding Hood’s cape around my shoulders. That’s when I heard the raspy whisper, “What would happen if … Read More
Gander
Gander sat high on a rock belting out his counsel. Periodically, I wondered about his relentless message. Finally I gave up, thinking that one day the experience would hold more relevance. A small group resurrected the memory. We had gathered … Read More