A Dream of Her Own

Dear friends, May you have a blessed celebration as one year ends and another begins. Today, I’m sharing a painting and two poems with you. This painting began almost two years ago when I made the decision to move to the outer rim of the church after spending many years in leadership roles. This transition has been very difficult for me over the last two years and intentional painting has been a huge medicine that has helped me with my grief. Naturally, as the painting (and I) evolved, several poems were written as the painting shifted form. Recently, I realized…

A Spark, Some Fear & Bravery

Did you know there’s a path marked especially for you? “I don’t know what it is,” you say. Shhhhhh… let’s sit and listen for a while. Do you hear it? (hum.) It’s your life speaking. Notice the spark which lights you from within? See how time is forgotten when you are in the flow? What’s that? Bubbling anger? Don’t dismiss it. It has come to teach you something. Does this injustice need your unique voice? “I’m afraid,” you admit. Beloved, I see your fear. Fear of change. Fear of joy. “I have too much to lose. I’m scared of excess…