Friends, I mustn’t tell you the way,
but lean your heart in close;
I'll cover my whisper.

As we slow down to explore subtle inner experiences weaving through daily-ness, fleeting felt senses of a different quality shimmer.

When the gut-punch of anguish hit me hard, I collaged wisdom that called to me in songs and images.

As social media is changing, algorithms are making it difficult to get the word out about what we are creating. I want to spread the word about cool things that are available to support us in this vital work of tending our souls.

I’ve been carrying an evocative question as I continue this work of “becoming.”

We have talked at length about what’s been shifting in our sense of the world and our inklings about why we are here. In this offering, there’s a deepening.

In the return,
in the silence,
a permeable fractal
perceives Source.

Feeling a sense of inner stuck-ness? Here's a simple spiritual practice for deep listening.

We are alive, friends. It’s painful and exquisite. There is so much darkness. It’s real. Death is all around us. Unaddressed pain has mixed with power and fragmented us, but we are encircled by a Love that is permeating the darkness in the most creative ways. 

There’s a communal nature to wisdom. Our journeys overlap — sometimes in physical life, and sometimes outside of it — words and presence across time and space.

Here’s a spiritual practice to support you in listening for inner wisdom by creating and being curious with wisdom collages.

Like Amanda and Graham, I’m meeting this next moment with a heart as open as I can muster, taking a step into the unfamiliar.

For much of my life, I sought answers before I began walking. I'm finding practices that support me in living into the questions.

A 10-ish minute spiritual practice -- bringing curiosity to a quote on complexity by Dr. Neil Theise.

At the sudden realization of my error, my heart sinks; my face burns hot and red.

When my child told us she was gay, I was internally and externally disoriented. Here's how we found our way into love, healing, and flourishing.

I’m holding space for our tender hearts, heavy with tensions and contradictions, the places we feel unseen and in between.

You can't see beyond the next step, but you know what it feels like to let go. It’s time to sense into that knowing.