Spiritual

Summer Light – by JoyAnne O’Donnell

The blue sky sings with the summer's flowers white daisies the color of clouds wonders the sand so soft blessing us freeing our spirit's bus to rest and revive to wonder and survive.    
Peace is all thee is

HaTikvah – by Aviva Derenowski

The Israeli national hymn is called “Hatikvah” which translates as “The Hope.” It expresses the hope of the Jewish people to settle in Israel, and make it their home, after an exile of two...

Buoyed by a Bloom – by Anne Peek

I was startled into hope by a sturdy bloom. In a murky week filled with fatigue, overwhelm and heartache, I bought a small pot of Gerbera daisies, bright raspberry red to cheer me up....

The 10 Aspirations – by Alison McBain

I. I am one truth of many. Thou shalt respect all gods and religions, not just one. II. Thou shalt not eschew those who make a carved image of faith, for I am a loving...

The Past is Glass, Turpentine, Rags: A Garden of Love

 They think they love God! It is only his old clothes—of which they make scarecrows for the children. Where will they come nearer to God than in these very children? —Henry David Thoreau, Journal (Nov...

Underneath the Tarot Moon

I have a monthly tarot card date with my friend Tania.  Tania taught me how to read the cards about twenty years ago.  She got married thirteen years ago and moved to California and...

EXPLORING THE DIVINE FEMININE

Some newly restored frescoes in the Catacombs of Priscilla show what many see as evidence that the early Christian church had women priests. But The Vatican quickly dismissed the claims of the Women's Ordination...

Lectio Poetica: Becoming Who We Are

“All the birds and creatures of the world are unutterably themselves.” – David Whyte During the catastrophic flooding here in Colorado back in September, we discovered a tiny sparrow lurking in our patio garden. We...

Goodbye, Gluttony! Dispatch from a Contemplative Thanksgiving

Breaking the tradition of feasting, with or without family, I attended my first contemplative Thanksgiving last week in Boulder, CO.  Despite my excitement at the concept, the brainchild of a fellow on Meetup.com, anxiety...

Improv as Spiritual Practice

I just passed the half-way point of an improvisational acting class, my first in many years. I enrolled out of a desire to have fun and practice spontaneity.  While “practicing spontaneity” might sound like...