a story about searching for one’s lost tribe (see part 1 here) Lost, But Not Lost According to the anthropologists and historians, My people are obliterated, the extinct ones Rubbed out in language, culture, ceremony Diminished in memory, unnamed on the birth records...
I love new cycles. I enjoy bringing intention and attention to the endings and beginnings of things; it just feels holy to me to honor the passing of something old and celebrating the emergence of something new! With that in mind, I like to consider a theme for the...
After a somewhat challenging Thanksgiving, my son and I went out for Vietnamese, one of our favorites. Comfort food, for sure. There, a fortune cookie imparted wisdom that I desperately needed after the holiday mayhem. Who knew that a fortune cookie could frame...
Embodied Spirituality 3…A genuine exploration on my part of whether there is such a thing as a mistake (I find that there IS), and how that fits into the spiritual scheme of things. I have found in my life that the defining moment is whether I KNEW BETTER and...
O men, grown sick with toil and care, Leave for awhile the crowded mart; O women, sinking with despair, Weary of limb and faint of heart, Forget your years to-day and come As children back to childhood’s house. ~Phoebe Cary I have known for a long time that...
