The divine resides in the heart. In my essay What The Snow Queen Knows, we saw what happens when a human heart freezes; how despair and disconnection can make us feel alone in a shiny fortress; how when we lose our tenderness, we ultimately lose our heart; and how we...
“I am my beloved and my beloved’s mine” ~ Song of Songs 6:3 Dear heart, This is part two of my series Mystic Nights. Think of it as nightly stories where I sit down to share and cultivate a sacred space for mysticism, esoteric understanding,...
Once when I was a little girl, we were renovating the flooring in our house and I gathered the leftover parquet pieces; I glued them together so that I’d make furniture for my dollhouse. My dollhouse was an empty cupboard in my room. Limits make you creative,...
“You may talk. And I may listen. And miracles might happen.” – Ernest Hemingway Fate meets us, but what unites us is our mutual, conscious choice to connect intimately. Suspended in our vulnerable moments of truth, we reveal our selves and admit that within the homes...
What you seek is seeking you ~ Rumi We’ve never had it. At least not yet. That thing that deeply possessed our soul and pulls us as secret invisible threads, known only by our heart. We’ve had glipmses of it, hints of it, of the almost but not it, of the...
