Puffed Up Plumage
Puffed up plumage, thirty pieces of silver or the road of sorrow. Where were all the grownups? I could not breathe....
Posts about Paradoxes
Rooster’s Crow
Healing, nor transformation, ends with our own. Rooster’s crow was more than a morning alarm. It was a wakeup call...
No Room in the Inn
Continued from Alienated Parts: Three caregivers, made a special trip to her room to say, “You are the hands and...
Alienated Parts
Continued from Mourning: Our alienated parts cry out and we admit a sense of powerlessness. We persist forward, asking for help,...
Colorful Possibillities
On some level, we need answers. They are the guardrails for our next steps. But as we demand conclusiveness, we...
Mirrored
I had completely caved to clichés. Was it a last-ditch effort, or did I, too, have an axe to grind? We mirrored each...
Heyoka’s Stripes
Veiled in Heyoka’s stripes, my friend rubbed her eyes crying, “Waah, waah, waah”. She is one of those rare people who can lovingly mock others,...
Sacred Clowns
In my younger years, I did not fully appreciate the play in sacred clowns; perhaps I had seen too many unhealthy ones...
Memory Keeper
Standing between seasons of my faith, I was flanked by surety and the unknown, when Memory Keeper appeared. Clearly he...
Silhouette of Wolf
Several times on my journey, I have looked out in the expanse of Creation’s Bible to see a silhouette of...
Almond’s Gift
The mandorla provides sanctuary for what feels torn apart. When it is difficult to see the commonality between heaven and...
Sacred Light
I was in a different place and yet found myself choosing among the same three paths that intersected in front...