Clear and Clean
With two recent snows, it was hard to realize how quickly summer was approaching. My loving other and I were readying for a new season. Our intention was to clear and clean things inside our house and out, in surrounding … Read More
Playful Offer
Water lapped over my feet as I walked the ocean’s shore. Were waves simply complying with the natural order or had my rational mind rejected a playful offer from Spirit, to follow them into deeper waters and the unexplainable real? … Read More
Dreamtime
I breathed a prayer over our land, “How can I best be here, in the desert, with people more native than I?” My prayer took me into Dreamtime. It was as if generations were waiting for me to ask. A … Read More
Womb-Like Cave
A nip in the air hints of winter’s call to hunker down and come back to True Self. We bundle up joys, disappointments, questions and certainties and take them into the womb-like cave where Bear invites us to still ourselves … Read More
Whale
She invited me to go with her. And when we had plummeted the depths, Whale and I surfaced to breathe. We were in the real world, yet hardly in the day-to-day. Discernment often disrupts the flow of daily activity, bringing … Read More
Time Between
For years this painting hung in my studio. It represented time between, Jesus feeding the five thousand and his walking on water, when he went to the hillside alone. In scriptural accounts, the disciples got into the boat. Jesus did … Read More
Come Home
The pool was as deep and wide as Love stood. Through the gurgling, I could hear True Self calling out to the prodigal parts, come home. Person after person sat before me naming their traits as good or bad, and … Read More
In Between
As I reached my foot for the flirtatious stone, it disappeared under water and I fell into the stream. Much later, a giant boulder of strength emerged with me sprawled out on top. It happened in the in between. I … Read More
Freeing the Mermaids
I could have blamed the limes and avocados that I had ingested the night before. Instead, I gave consideration to my dream. Freeing the mermaids to swim in the night sky was my way of cracking heart’s door and listening … Read More
Masking Life
I imagined only great trials leading to great change until I made loving-kindness a priority in meeting the nagging everyday exchanges. In the smaller acts of dying to self, I discovered transformation waiting on the other side of confrontations, rubbing … Read More
My Wisdom Stick
Knowing that the Sacred is not restricted by time or place, I enjoy time travel on occasion. My wisdom stick prompts me to think of my life as a living cover-to-cover book and with Spirit I can move freely within, rather … Read More
My Ritual Stick
I would have loved a ritual stick while navigating my way through the dark night of the soul. I spent too many hours, journaling words. But even without the prompting of a visual reminder, the thought of a ceremony felt … Read More