Many of us; healers, mystics, seers, and medicine folk, Have experienced deep pain. Deep suffering. Pillaging of the soul, When we find...

Last Sunday as I wrote to you, again the pen had a life of its own, as I gazed out of the window, there she hung, the waxing moon,...

Some will say that summer has just begun! Yet I am feeling the clear whispers of Autumn, and the garden is telling me that my feelings...

Good evening beautiful people, as I pick up the pen, the words begin to take form in shape, not just in ink, but with woodsmoke and...

From every angle, modern life encourages us to do more, be more, achieve more. If this feels familiar, I encourage you to pause... Quite...

Gentle, Kind , Wise souls are forged out of steel. Like a vase that has been shattered into a million pieces, their wings ripped, torn,...

We live in the boldest of times, where the cosmic furniture of our lives continues to be arranged and rearranged. We can be curious...