The Sacred Within

Opening to Trust

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...

She is a part of the rugged landscape. No longer do I turn away in dread, but instead, everyday I...

Dance invitations, flitting around in the wind, greeted me as I walked outside. The heart shaped leaves of a cottonwood...

I have been making friends with the Russian olive tree on my Living Prayer Room patio. I admire the strength...

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...

I go back and forth from aspirational words to expressive words. Aspirational words invite me to live into their truth....

Yesterday afternoon I watched a wind sculpture whipping around until I thought it would take flight. This morning it is...

The dark night sky was studded with stars as I opened to the desert landscape of people’s souls. I was...

Settling back into the place that we called home, Brentwood, Tennessee, I found myself becoming more present to each day...