The Sacred Within

Union; Part 4

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...

There was tension, for there in the both/and were opposites, but there was also rest, as I trusted Love. And...

Further into faith and only a few miles through suburbia to my workplace, I covered great distances daily. Interestingly, it...

For months I did not share the words that I had heard with anyone. This was Spirit’s work, not mine....