Dove
I enjoyed her mournful coos, until Dove’s songs climaxed to a daily incessant fuss. How did this gentle creature become so...
I enjoyed her mournful coos, until Dove’s songs climaxed to a daily incessant fuss. How did this gentle creature become so...
Several times on my journey, I have looked out in the expanse of Creation’s Bible to see a silhouette of...
Like snakes detecting vibrations on the earth’s surface, we can refine our discernment by being attentive to sacred subtleties. Considering new...
For years this painting hung in my studio. It represented time between, Jesus feeding the five thousand and his walking...
Quiet is rare. When we have a modicum of quiet, our minds get busy and the voices, we would rather...
Thus far, messengers of Quiet have summoned me to come down beneath the surface for extended solitude, three times. Though...
I have grown to love all that spaces offer. They provide a pause, so that friends can remain friends, while...
Raven all but sat on my head, looked me in the eye and said, let it die. Ravens signify death and...
While in the throes of leadership, I found it necessary to make decisions, judgments if you will. I had to...
From time to time, my gardening stick reminds me to look through the broader lens of God’s love, respecting the...
As I abide with Infinite Love and my discernment stick, the Knowing eye sees beyond what is obvious. In those...
Sadness quietly crept into my life and changed everything. She had visited me before, but this time was different, because...