Ash Wednesday Reflection

Today is Ash Wednesday AND we welcome the new moon… a potent day for connecting with the dust of the earth and setting an intention for healthy rhythms in our life. For a long time, I’ve loved Ash Wednesday. The depth of this day has called my name. This, the first day of the Lenten season, brings recognition to the path of Christ that leads to his death and resurrection. In the Christian tradition, I’ve often experienced the main focus has been on LIGHT, light, LIGHT — focus on all that is glimmer. One thing I truly appreciate about the…

Creative Advent: Leaning Joy

As Mary leans into herself as one who creates,her joy grows. Daily, she writes on papyrus;honors the holy flareof her words. Her soul magnifies the One
who seeks the humble,
human way.

 She purrs a tune to her soul words;
sings in rejoice, a
clear love song
 Flight of a butterfly lives within;
her body in rhythm,
Spirit beats The cocoon woven splits open,her wings grown in syncwith the Christ seed She leans into her flaming heart,She leans into Divine mercy,She leans into satisfied hunger
. Mary declares for the whole to hear,“All generations will call me blessed.” She, the blessed motherwho stands for creation,who leans into…

Storms, Love & Candy

The frenzy’s been real. You can feel the pulse of anxiety on the roads, in the stores, the preparation of a town awaiting the tremendous storm but, you know it isn’t IF the storm is coming, it’s simply a matter of when Sometimes a life storm catches us by surprise and we reel back in shock, in anger, in despair and, other times we have a heads up and we rip our hair out while we wait, becoming gatherers of supplies, worriers of the utmost. dear friend, Could it be that you and I are the ones called to be…

A Christmas Secret (Do Not Be Afraid.)

Beloved, There is a secret in your midst. The secret is wonderful. Powerful. Everlasting. Are you ready? Here it is… The Christmas story is actually your story. My story. Yes. It’s true. I know how easy it is to go through days nearly numb to our actions. We neatly stack our bricks, align our shoes, swallow our food whole. We follow the good, the right, the status quo— Because after all, this is how it’s done, this is what we’ve learned. Us, rule followers, brick stackers. You and I, we’ve never imagined it differently. But here’s the thing, the story…