Like the rumbling of bisons’ hooves, thunder excites us. Maybe today rain will satisfy our parched land. And whether or not buffalo clouds pour relief on our desert floor, they give us hope. Indigenous Americans showed respect for the gift … Read More
Sky and earth circled around me, until they pared me to my essence. First, I stood beneath stars and then sand until canopy and floor whirled themselves into one. Without any adornment, I dove into a sea of sky and … Read More
When we’ve domesticated Soul, and come to a season of quiet, we hear Essence calling. In the past we turned to outer authorities, and whipped our lives into shape. Now, we trust Chrysalis for a personal metamorphosis. We wonder. What … Read More
There are seasons of life when we have more to do vocationally than we can balance with our families, other responsibilities and interests. Then, we come to a long pause. Often, it is one extreme or the other. First, our … Read More
Like so many of us in the northern hemisphere, I was just beginning to engage in Spring’s activities, when the coronavirus forced me to stay close to home. As I live through the paradox of devastation and gift, I consider … Read More
Spirit came as a lion, and then a peacock. They reminded me why I champion authenticity. Lion led me through purification. Peacock guided me in creating a mosaic that told my story. Lion appeared with a blazing mane and ferocious … Read More
Roadrunner scurried across our adobe wall to get a closer look at me. As I leaned in toward her, she did not flinch, but rather stood still and stared. When creatures, or people, look at us with deliberateness, they evoke … Read More
A parliament of owls and a fiery Appaloosa: I didn’t know whether to name what was before me and assign it symbolic meaning or hope that all this intelligence in nature would draw out the wise old sage in me. … Read More
In Spirit Clans, David Carson tells a story about Ant. A native woman, who lost everything, met an apparition dressed in red. By trusting the ghost-like spirit, she found the ant clan restoring her life. Spirit invites us to happenings. Some … Read More
She walked out on stage, lip synced, I don’t like Spiders and Snakes, and brought the house down. For weeks, tension had been building at our small college. This group pitting itself against that one, in hopes that their contestant … Read More
I can still pull up a twinge of the anger I felt on that summer day, back in the 60’s. I had not worshipped nature, but rather connected with Great Mystery there. In one brutal act, the tangible was gone. … Read More
Say it out loud and give it power. Conceal it and give it even more power. There must be another option. If Lynx’s strength, in us, is keeping other people’s secrets, Lynx’s weakness may be ignoring our own. Acknowledging our … Read More