Handwoven Life

Let me tell you what I love about you… It’s that handwoven life of yours. I imagine you walking through the forest wrapped in a patchwork quilt, like the one your great grandmother sewed by hand through stories. The one that hangs over your mother’s couch like...

Memories of Being a Seed in the Spring

In those holy moments of sleep and wake. Between what never was and always will be. I remember being a seed in the spring time. I remember the long winter of forgetting. Buried deep in the underground soil. My world became black. Dark. Rooted. I relished in the days...

Trusting the Dirt

We must learn to trust the dark earth of our lives. We must learn to know when our job is done. There is always work to do – the seeds have to be planted just right. We must learn the rhythms of our lives, of the world. We have to know what side of the trees the...

Love In Cold Places

There is a theme to love stories and myths that come from the cold regions of the world. Life is hard in these places. Surviving requires a closeness to the elements, a deep respect of the natural world. Each person must concern themselves on a daily basis with very...

Subtle Energy of 2016

I have noticed a significant energetic shift since the beginning of 2016. This year adds up to the number 9, and according to tantric numerology (the number science associated with Kundalini Yoga), this 9 energy is about “mastery over the mystery”. That is, a...

Question Weaver

“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.” -Zora Neale Hurston It seems I’ve been asking questions most of my life. Partially this is a personality trait. I am curious. I have always wanted to KNOW. Why are we here? What can I do with this life? Who...