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Winter Mystery

It is impossible to understand mystery and I am baffled by even the smallest things. Like the perfect arrangement of petals that will come from inside the yellow tree peony that sleeps under the snow in our yard right now; or how the Monarch Butterfly that migrates from Canada in the Fall is not the same one that arrives in...

From Frost

I wanted to decipher messages left early this morning by the frost, so we set out as the sun was just coming up and in no hurry to dispel the layer of white fog we walked into. At the dog park Gracie wasn’t the least bit interested in what I was. She sniffed everything ahead of us and beside us,...

For the Seeker

This is what it means to be a part of the unfolding of the universe this morning: Seek what is good and what brings life for everything human and non-human. Do what you can with what you have in this moment to say with your life we are one and equally deserving of love. Intention is the one thing within...

Do Not Lock the Door Behind You

We continue to find the way again, and again, and again relearning old lessons that have been lost or forgotten both the successes and the failures because each sheds light on the present. Always, it is about love conquering fear. Always, it is about taking in the stranger. Always, it is about living as community. Always, it is about The...

‘Yes’ to Magnificence and Wonder

It is October and the world is doing its work of transitioning. On these days I understand perfectly the great mystery of our impermanence and our passing, and I even welcome my place in it. I am crazy enough, or wise enough, or deluded enough to believe that I, too, will be recycled and reborn into a new form, just...

Go Into the Arena

Go into the arena that is your life and make a difference Better yet, be the difference, be the change you seek. Mahatma Gandhi and many others throughout history tell us That this is the only way to make the world better for everyone to live in. It is outrageous, I know, that it all comes down to us. I...

The Way of Re-Creation

When something falls apart and breaks into ten thousand pieces it may be that it was never meant to take the form you wanted it to take. Now you are left with fragments and your heart is broken. But you still have everything you originally had, and now, even more. Add to the pile of broken greens and blues –...

Following Jane Goodall

I set out walking alone in the woods and was barely beneath the trees when Jane Goodall appeared with her binoculars. Her hair was tied back, as usual, and she was looking upwards towards the canopy cover. She was fully engaged in what she was doing and I was content to stay steps behind her, observing and silent. Over the...

Not Streamed, Just Spoken

I wanted to go places today To see what was behind the streaming headlines Running down my ipad That had all become such a blurr. Money and opportunity did not set travel limits But my fast moving mind did Devouring everything I read, and digesting so little. So I climbed aboard a slow boat at dawn And took my seat...

The Irish Way

Why not say yes to love in its many forms? I want to acknowledge all the signs of love around me since, in our time, so many sow seeds of hatred and indifference and tell us that “this is the way.” But I know the difference because it is full of colour and light and diversity fairness, justice, and inclusion...