“Well how can we be separate if we’re all under the same stars?” Gulumbu Yunupingu So many stars! I have always loved the night and the...

As the days of this past year unfolded I have wanted to offer words that would inspire comfort and shelter peace. But recently as I...

Enchanted waters call me to an unexpected cascade It wasn’t here a week ago Ah ~ the rains have animated the creek Its splashing waters...

As Fall days shorten and cold settles in, I cherish the sculptured starkness of winter-ready trees. The rhythms of ancient days measure...

For those of you who were raised in Scouts or who have camped extensively or who live off the grid, my achievements with fire will seem...

A brief conversation on the hiking trail turned that day from simply a perfect day into an unforgettable one. Crisp morning air....

Tucked in the spire and in nooks all around the Cologne Cathedral walls are angels. Divine beings carved in stone, they watch over each...

A happy family skips ahead of me on the path Grandmother, parents, children - together sharing the last warmth of this October afternoon...

There are times that are so sacred only the awe of absolute Beingness matters. Too deep for tears, too still for laughter. Times when...

Daily walks in my very hilly neighborhood are part cardio, part nature hike, and all meditation. Hidden surprises lie over each hill to...

This sign. It’s the way our world feels right now. Twisty-turny. Uncertainly dangerous and certainly strange. The paradoxes of Life and...

The generosity of my back porch herbs infuses a new liberality to my cooking. When I worked I was too tired to experiment in the kitchen....

I am my father’s daughter – endowed with a love of ocean, salt breeze, sun, nature, an ability to sleep anywhere, anytime, and a...

Today, as spring moves quickly to summer I see leaves of hickory, cherry, oak, maple and myriad other trees sprouting their differences...

Cathedral Rock, Sedona, Arizona. A sacred place where the energy vortex is reported to be especially powerful. “Is this it? Is this the...

Years ago, a wise Spirit-filled friend asked me: What is the season of your soul? The startling beauty of this question filled my...

I sing a lullaby in moonlight Melody to sighing trees And starlit sky Darkness that doesn’t haunt Wind that cools No clouds now But deer...

Every morning, the world I wake up to is completely different from the one I went to sleep with. Every morning, there are people who were...

Hope in the Whirlwind Everywhere I sense a restlessness, a twitchy stirring up in the very essence of our being. A wildish whirling...

The moon is up now. She waited hours and hours to appear. Lazy ol’ thing! So dusk gathered without her. And as dark fell, a...