My Prayer Stick
This gnarly stick is like an old friend, reminding me that I am fully alive when I empty, receive and...
Posts about Life
My Ritual Stick
I would have loved a ritual stick while navigating my way through the dark night of the soul. I spent...
My Creation Stick
Having finished my creation stick, I stepped out for a prayer walk through Creation’s Bible. I rarely complete the art...
My Imagination Stick
The spring winds are fierce this morning, so I am opting to hike metaphorically. With closed eyes, I grab the...
Mandorla Christmas
Listen to Silent Night and read Revelation 12. With each passing Christmas, I find myself befriending Mary with a deeper sense...
Opening to Trust
To sit with one, who no longer has a need to defend, is to sit with one who opens doors....
Union; Part 4
She is a part of the rugged landscape. No longer do I turn away in dread, but instead, everyday I...
Shedding Skin
I shed another skin, casting off all that is tired, and become more myself than ever before. Though my life...
Traversing Between; Part 6
The dark night sky was studded with stars as I opened to the desert landscape of people’s souls. I was...