There is a particular courage required when we stand at an ending. A unique kind of courage that asks us to stay awake as a c...

Every year carries its own vibration, a frequency of light beneath the noise of everyday life. I’ve been a student of Numerol...

By the time you read this, my “Christmee Tree” will be glowing in the corner of the family room. I love that room. The place ...

By the time the first night falls, the room feels different. Candles flicker against soft faces. Someone sighs the kind of si...

This one is important, beloveds.  Its big, important work we can all do. I don’t usually ask you to share, but this message n...

It’s easy to forget, isn’t it?
The news scrolls by, voices rise, and suddenly it feels as if everything good has fallen silent...

If you’ve been reading my blog for any length of time, you’ve probably noticed that in recent weeks I’ve been writing from a ...

There are days when the air hums with tension, and the constant stream of headlines, opinions, and arguments buzzes in my ner...

The fluorescent lights always feel too bright in the waiting room. A stack of outdated magazines leans on the table; their pa...

The morning light was just beginning to slip through the space under the blind when I reached for my phone. I told myself it ...