Getting the Mail, April 4 in Minnesota

Steel blue door, sealed to cozy us mammals within opens with a deep sigh—SWOOSH— a startle of cold, a brilliant white shout,  singing in the sun amid patchy dirt and bedraggled stalks—the fist crocus! Grinning, chest suddenly warm with fluttering, I make my way down...

Nudged By An Angel

In times like these, it’s easy to give in to despair and hopelessness. In addition to witnessing and speaking out against all that is heartbreaking and unjust, maybe we also need to share experiences that contradict the cultural story, foster hope, and reveal the...

Still Growing in the Dark

  Eye Mask  In this dark I rest, unready for the light which dawns day after day, eager to be shared. Black silk, shelter me. I need more of the night before I open eyes and heart to illumination. I must still grow in the dark like a root not ready, not ready at...

No Need

  No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anyone but oneself.                                                                                                Virginia Woolf       Solstice Blessings to you! May your holidays hold warmth,...

Multidimensional

In the last few weeks I’ve come across a surprising amount of fascinating information: —a story about how bison on ancestral lands made discoveries that fulfilled an ancient prophecy; —research documenting how dying people in hospice care often experience dreams and...

Reunion

One January night, nearly 15 years ago, I heard the stars singing.  Leaving the Kona airport on our way across Hawaii island to Hilo, my brother and I climbed far above coastal lights and noise and drove onto the old Saddle Road. Back then, this was probably one of...