Masking Life
I imagined only great trials leading to great change until I made loving-kindness a priority in meeting the nagging everyday...
I imagined only great trials leading to great change until I made loving-kindness a priority in meeting the nagging everyday...
Labels give us a point of reference, e.g., he is a gifted linguist or she is married. Labels also serve...
While in the throes of leadership, I found it necessary to make decisions, judgments if you will. I had to...
From time to time, my gardening stick reminds me to look through the broader lens of God’s love, respecting the...
As I abide with Infinite Love and my discernment stick, the Knowing eye sees beyond what is obvious. In those...
I would have loved a ritual stick while navigating my way through the dark night of the soul. I spent...
In my collection of images of the mandorla, the ladder that I follow down is my mandorla of acceptance. It...
Another one of my images of the mandorla includes a ladder. This time, the ladder horizontally bridges the gap between...
So many images of the mandorla come to mind when I wander around in the almond shape. One image presents...
On the night that Spirit shushed me, I quietly looked out at my prayers. There they were in the dark...
Sadness quietly crept into my life and changed everything. She had visited me before, but this time was different, because...
Black or white. I grew up in the South in the 60’s, so I know a thing or two about...