Protected: What Direction Do We Grow?

UncertaintyLife expectancy has droppedthree years, in three yearswhich means nothingtruly, there are a hundredsurprising ways to discoverthe bottom edge of average.If you cannot know whenyou began your second

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Protected: Month Practice

This will I suspect be a different sort of reflection because I generally hate these kinds of assignments. I have never (in my 45 years on this Earth

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Protected: The Dark Side

Permission What makes a space, place, this patch of reality sacred?  Is it not the hush, of permission to bring all? Your whole self, welcome, not despite mess

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Protected: Divine Feminine

WombThe deep, constantmoving face of Ocean callsto the salty matrix of blood,heart of bone, womb burieddeep in every cell, the memoryof creation, a wildnurturing warm seacalling, calling to

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Protected: The Cailleach

I’d like to tell you a story... A campfire store, an old old story; that is new as well. It is a story of choosing, and being chosen, and it

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Protected: We Are Eclectic

The clicking of beetles in the trees. The wind that plays with the hills. The humm and chirp of the hummingbirds visiting us as we breathe. The warmth

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Protected: Many Paths

Impossible Things Today I stood on the sunny hilltop, where cherry blossoms bobbed, and daffodils swayed under the weight of fat black bees, and songbirds pledge their seasonal

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Protected: Crossroads

Leg yieldThe momentBetweenThe lifting of the footAnd the landingIs when changeBecomes possible.When the trajectoryOf the fallingCan be nudgedThis way,Or that withoutUpsetting the balanceOr breaking strideThe trickIs learning to

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Protected: Ethics

FencesFences, they saymake great neighborsbut any linerespected by allwill do.And even a greatstone wall, if nottended will fail.So too do fences needgaits, portals, doorsthrough which we canconnect or

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Protected: Weaving Story

StoriesThe stories we tellare tied, by sacred knotsto the stories in which we livetangled togetherwith the myths of our childhoodthe half remembered way it waswhen it wasn’tthe way

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