Into the Midnight Hour

An offering of art & word for this election day. I follow the thread of my heart — into the midnight hour,where questions churnand worries knock And there,I am greetedby a warm wind (I’m not quite surewhere it’s come from,or where it’s headed) Yet, it hums a message of loveinto my being, where mercy flows for all people andcompassion is given room at the table. I receive this lightlike a thirsty traveler, lapping in the luxuryof water and Spirit. After all this time, I see,the truth is LOVE, and it is for MEand for YOU Here, I am changed —as…

Announcing Colorful Me Sanctuary

During my time of working closely with women to enhance colorful verve and beautiful authenticity, questions have nudged me to engage their curiosity: What would it be like for those who desire to explore the sacred feminine to have a soulful haven to return to again and again for creative nourishment? Is there a way to make this nourishment sustainable so it doesn’t overwhelm, but fills your cup to enhance the rest of your living? Can a community be formed that offers support and witness to the depth of soulful, creative nourishment? •Colorful Me Sanctuary  is an online haven dedicated…

Visual Prayer: I Saw the Sign

Look beyond the obvious,under river rocks andbetween grass blades — You will see thatflames are in figures,figures in the flames. This visual prayer was created using the Prayer Squares creative practice. Prayer Squares are designed as a bite-size creative practice to lead you to surprise, delight and vision in your prayer life. Find out more about the Prayer Squares practice HERE. PAINT YOUR BLOOMIN’ MUSE ONLINE MINI PAINT RETREATTUESDAY • MAY 17th at 10:30 am (EASTERN) ORWEDNESDAY • MAY 18 at 6:30 pm (EASTERN) What is the color of YOUR soulful bloom? See how an intentional time with paint and…

Visual Prayers of Sacred Space

A Prayer for the Ground I Stand UponRoot yourself in Love,Receive Divine grace freely,Share along the path. A Poem Prayer of Sacred HearthMy BE-ing is a sacred hearth.In the soft space of my center,I grow a sunflower as I reflect upon Ukraine.Invisible seeds of prayer are sent.I mourn.I hate war. and weapons. and misused power. since forever.I will never understand the decimation of others for gain.Christ, be with us.Amen. A Prayer Received from the Trees Outside my Window. Let the light come through,Your colors shimmer and bounce,Lean with the wind.