“…and so I run fast over the wild lands of returning paths, destiny chasing my heels, I enter changing woman weaving house where the possibilities of all worlds are everywhere; weaving the integrity of emeralds, sacred lovers, tenderness in tents and the...
“The day before yesterday I saw a rabbit, and yesterday a deer, and today, you” The Dandelion Girl by Robert F. Young Love is a sense of being; it is everything. It weaves and spreads and weaves beneath the ground, pulling the souls of our feet, until one...
Dear Miracle, Yes, you! The Christmas season is here and regardless of religion or spiritual belief, this is a sacred time when we celebrate the biggest miracle of all; the birth of a child, the birth of love. And we are all miracles. It is through our childlike eyes...
“[Our] human and earthly limits, properly understood, are not confinements but rather inducements to formal elaboration and elegance, to fullness of relationship and meaning. Perhaps our most serious cultural loss in recent centuries is the knowledge that some...
To keep us tender in this world is the hardest, yet most important thing. Tenderness is like prayer. It is a humble intimate act as we settle into our vulnerabilities; as we gather all parts of us that were meant to be whole. Tenderness is a blessing. It is the...
