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Summer Solstice: A Time for Power

I make an effort to not pay too much attention to the numbers; 108, 111, 118, 120…. It’s all just dam hot. In Arizona, it is easy to be discouraged with the summer; the unforgiving heat manages to drain motivation and oppress the excitement that summer is supposed to bring. I often wish my kids had the grace of Montana summers when everything seemed so simple; creek side play, walks to ice cream shop, sling-shots, building bikes, spending the day…

Fields of Possibility

Happy Spring 2016!! As the China berries fall to the ground it opens up a space for delicate purple buds to adorn the brittle branches while green canopies shade the yard inviting long sits and sacred hammock time, my yard and its treasures a temple in which I come to find kinship, communion and empathy for the world that sustains me. One of my favorite parts of this time of year is when the earth begins to unfold hidden gems…

Breaking Ground, Healing Spring Seeds

Nature is my soul medicine and now that I have been able to get out of bed these last two months I am loving, more than ever, being in my garden, on mountain tops, under trees and wading along cold creeks.  I have had a lot of interesting commentary regarding my diagnosis of cancer.  Some people say its bad karma, some say that it was a poor frame of mind, others say I am being punished, but none of these…

Silence Speaks

In my cozy bed of bird blankets, pillow pets and the most loyal and concerned boxer-pup draped at my restless feet, I am sipping on marshmallow root and liquorish tea, hoping the soothing elixir will expel the infection from my lungs and return me the voice I lost 3 days ago.  In lue of all the surgical procedures, my immune system is shot to say the least.  It was already desperately overwhelmed and compromised, probably the invitation that brought the…