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…

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…

A Peaceful Revolution

Side by side, we sing a heartfelt “Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me” as insides stir with anxiety, our spoken words, curt. Living peace is a challenge. We desire the golden ticket placed gently in our hands:“Do this, then do this, then this, and you will live a life of peace.” We all know this isn’t the way it goes down. I went to a sweet, mid-week church service not long ago and a couple was joyful to announce their “good deed” completed for those in attendance. When it came time for giving the…

Is it I? Is it You?

Search for genuine, seek the true — Is it I? Is it you? Keen like goldilocks, fish for clues — I’m a spy; join my crew? Hug the art-of-be, unleash “do” — Savor pie, “Ballyhoo!” False masks insulate, conceal their “Boo!” — Who am I? Come unglued Learn of La Loba, lost bones her brew — She tends my cry, sings to imbue Toes in earth sienna, Eyes on sky blue Here am I, Where are you? Heed bird medicine, Hear owl’s, “Who” — I can fly, Bid adieu Head toward the rainbow all her hues — embraces I, welcomes…