Lion and Peacock
Spirit came as a lion, and then a peacock. They reminded me why I champion authenticity. Lion led me through...
Spirit came as a lion, and then a peacock. They reminded me why I champion authenticity. Lion led me through...
Come out, Raccoon. Were you the one who stole our creative flow? Or, perhaps in our quick judgment, we failed...
Just when our seriousness escalates to lid popping level, a holy fool comes and relieves the pressure by pulling log...
My prayer boat drifted into Dreamtime. There I was, gliding on the water, in between past and future. It was...
Have you ever watched a hawk soaring over her prey? Being an awe-filled bystander is vastly different from feeling like...
Was it a self imposed act, the lashing out of a jilted suitor or a crow gone mad? Regardless, eyes...
Natives danced around a blazing fire. Their lively prayers were free of judgment. One of their own was going through...
In Spirit Clans, David Carson tells a story about Ant. A native woman, who lost everything, met an apparition dressed in...
In the fire, Power’s image ignited before me. Would the blazing flames consume or illuminate? The visual, along with my...
What a magnificent picture: Soul Retrievers gathering our long, lost parts and bringing them home. We trusted bricks and mortar....
I’d give an arm and a leg. In the offbeat film, Don Juan DeMarco, Johnny Depp’s character, Don Juan, asked...
I held a nest of dreams, waiting for Life to crack through. As the eggs incubated, I ruminated. Focused outwardly, it took...