Writing from the Heart

Opening Doors

Opening Doors

How are you feeling as public spaces open up? What thresholds of change are you standing in? What do you see as you look beyond where you’ve been? What directions are you choosing to go? Some human beings are eagerly taking a leap out of quarantine. Whether you are taking bold leaps from here to… Read full article…

Journey to Chaco Canyon

Journey to Chaco Canyon

My first trip to Chaco Canyon was nine years ago during a Full Moon Eclipse. From the moment I began packing my car, there was magic upon magic upon magic. Looking back, I understand those cherished days as a rite of passage, a birthing time in a birthing place, an opening into a new cycle… Read full article…

Spiral Path

Spiral Path

I’ve been building a stone spiral near the river. It took me awhile to find just the right place. In the light of the full moon, I suddenly felt called to choose and take steps to begin. Unable to find any stones beneath the cottonwood trees, I sketched the spiral on the ground with sticks.… Read full article…

Homing Instincts

Homing Instincts

Blue Heron waded through the rippling waters, the longings for home growing stronger inside her. Following the trail of light shimmering in the water, she saw the full moon glowing on the horizon. Awed by the beauty, Heron’s heartache softened. Her spirit brightened and she began to sing. The vibration of her song flowed along… Read full article…

Unpacking an Old Story

Unpacking an Old Story

I recently came across a box filled with piles of old writings and copies of my handmade books. I found a large manilla envelope filled with the original drawings for a story called “Gifts of the Grandmother.” The colors of the pencil drawings were still so brilliant, even after being in storage for over eighteen… Read full article…

Rivers of Change

Rivers of Change

Lily hid when we moved into our new home. Getting her in the cat carrier to make the one-hour drive was traumatic for us both. Once free from the confinement, Lily darted behind a water barrel on the porch. She stayed hidden away the rest of the day, peeking out now and then, taking a… Read full article…

Blackbird, Fly

Blackbird, Fly

  Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise ~ lyrics from Blackbird by Paul McCartney This moment ~ in your life, in our lives, on the earth. What’s living inside this moment that you’ve been… Read full article…

On the Threshold of Change

On the Threshold of Change

When little birds are readying to fly, there’s an instinctive, irresistible calling that eventually requires stepping over the threshold from the sanctuary of the nest into the expanse of the sky. When I open the door of the house for Lily, my feline friend, she settles awhile on the wooden threshold. Ears perked. Whiskers twitching.… Read full article…

Rekindling Inner Fire

May Solstice be filled with peace and joy, rekindling your inner fire. Cherished memories shared with gratitude and love ~ Wintertime has settled into the red rock mesas of New Mexico. The blue skies have quieted since Sandhill Cranes have passed by on their migrations south. I rarely cross paths with Rabbits and Coyotes. There’s… Read full article…

     
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