A Message of Connection

A Message of Connection “You have heard it said,“Noone comes to the Father except through Me.” – John 14:6 Now,hear this: “All come to the creative child through the Mother.” ” I send you greetings of love and life as the celebration of Christmas is nearly here. My gift to you is a message of connection. As you enter into places and spaces that focus on the Christ child — may Life Mother be included. Life Mother goes by many names: Madonna, Eve, Wisdom, Ruah, Sophia, Guadalupe. This week, we honor Mary. She is present wherever you are. You see,…

Tending Emotions (a video)

Hi all, Today, I’m sharing with you a 5-minute Intentional Creativity video to tend to discomfort. This practice can be done with paint or markers/colored pencils. Please take care of yourselves during this strenuous time in our world. I’m hosting regular Red Thread circles for women to connect and witness one another. Please sign up over here to be on the distribution list. Blessings to you. Ally

Kindred Spirits Forever!

Dear friends, Thank you for following me and reading my posts. Each year, I take a break around this time to give myself a bit of a Sabbath. I’ll be back sometime in July with more creative poetry. Blessings to you this day. Ally One scrumptious morning, a dawn of rose-colored sun and wildflowers popping, Curiosity and Imagination sat togetheron a rainbow quilt sipping their teawhile a light rain drizzled. They chattered onabout all things sparkly,eating their way throughgreen veggies and rich chocolatenot concerned with the time of dayor the conditions of weather. They loved to ask each other questionsbecause…

You and the Stars

The stars danced the salsathe night you were designed —Aware that they were part of you,you, a part of them. The stars glowed brightwhen your form came into being —When you mattered, purelybecause you became matter. The stars shone upon youas you walked your childhood steps —Glistened their watchful devotiondespite your fleeting glance. Those billion year old orbs of flourescent juice followed your figure as you figured it out — Gave you direction a blink at a timefor your weary traveling bones. This very ordinary day The stars beam pale rays over you,their constellation of story sings —Urges you to…