Images of the Mandorla 1
So many images of the mandorla come to mind when I wander around in the almond shape. One image presents...
So many images of the mandorla come to mind when I wander around in the almond shape. One image presents...
Sadness quietly crept into my life and changed everything. She had visited me before, but this time was different, because...
Listen to Silent Night and read Revelation 12. With each passing Christmas, I find myself befriending Mary with a deeper sense...
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...
I was content being rooted in red, while seeing blue and yellow as separate, other than. But blue kept inviting...
I asked Creation’s Bible, “What is the path to union with another?” The Russian olive tree propagated back with determined...
I shed another skin, casting off all that is tired, and become more myself than ever before. Though my life...
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...
There are places that reach inside of me and ask that I become more. They ask for a different kind...
I had imagined myself walking down a road marking the key times with stakes. As life progressed, these stakes became...