Long, Lost Parts
What a magnificent picture: Soul Retrievers gathering our long, lost parts and bringing them home. We trusted bricks and mortar....
What a magnificent picture: Soul Retrievers gathering our long, lost parts and bringing them home. We trusted bricks and mortar....
What if we walked through the pages of sacred text, allowing the stories to mirror our journeys? I imagine that...
There may come a time when a traumatic event catalyzes your life. Living through the experience, with prayerful intention, not...
Appropriate vulnerability vitalized her influence. Because she had a sense of being one with the greater whole, she was unencumbered,...
Continued healing: I see ravens every day, gigantic ones. On that particular day, it was dramatically different. Eventually they would...
Continued from Mourning: Our alienated parts cry out and we admit a sense of powerlessness. We persist forward, asking for help,...
Her face captivated me. At first glance I might have used words like meek or endearing. In regard to this...
I had an insatiable desire for the Holy. I remember, as a teenager, reading Christian scripture and declaring with James...
On some level, we need answers. They are the guardrails for our next steps. But as we demand conclusiveness, we...
I cannot remember a time when I did not love Jesus. I grew up in a Southern Baptist church that...
A nip in the air hints of winter’s call to hunker down and come back to True Self. We bundle...
Clouds floated by like swans on a calm pond. One was bottom-side up and another, upright. Swan-clouds voiced their secret...