Upside Down
What if we walked through the pages of sacred text, allowing the stories to mirror our journeys? I imagine that...
What if we walked through the pages of sacred text, allowing the stories to mirror our journeys? I imagine that...
Once saved, always saved, was a common theme of my childhood faith tradition. There is another kind of lost-ness, here...
Appropriate vulnerability vitalized her influence. Because she had a sense of being one with the greater whole, she was unencumbered,...
Puffed up plumage, thirty pieces of silver or the road of sorrow. Where were all the grownups? I could not breathe....
I could hear the pounding of her feet on the sand as she ran through the desert. Soon she would...
Healing, nor transformation, ends with our own. Rooster’s crow was more than a morning alarm. It was a wakeup call...
Continued from Mourning: Our alienated parts cry out and we admit a sense of powerlessness. We persist forward, asking for help,...
I once quietly boasted about the ways I denied my ego, until I realized that those acts of martyrdom were...
In the Christian tradition, Infinite Love came to show us the way. Like any reputable guide, Jesus did not want...
Her face captivated me. At first glance I might have used words like meek or endearing. In regard to this...
Because pioneering draws me, I have experience in leaving. Over the years, I have found remembering this one thing helpful....
Lightning flashed and thunder cracked. Shortly after, sirens blared, calling us inside, away from the debris sailing over our once...