Category Archives: Tools

Silent Communication

At the end of last summer, I fell into observation. The vow of silence I’d been working to honor in short spurts of hours and days across the span of years, worked its way into my writing. Rather than the … Continue reading

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Whole?

“I am whole,” was the first thought in my mind today. The thrill suffusing my body at the words was an incredible boost. It was easy to bound out of bed and dress for my walk-with-sprints in the tiny neighborhood … Continue reading

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Adoration – Heroes Part II

I don’t usually start with the words of another, but Jamie Sams put my thoughts so perfectly: “If you have adored another person, putting him or her on a pedestal, without allowing him or her to earn your esteem, it may be … Continue reading

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Guiding Truth

In the heart of magic In the fine chisel work of transformation is Love the essence of Creation the God in our machines of flesh and bone and blood and spirit.   When we embrace the hush within the vibrant … Continue reading

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Remember the French

I emerged from the sumptuous simplicity of the dance appreciating the beauty and support all around and within me. The truth of unity and healing in a peaceful state of vibrant power pulsed in my veins and the expression of … Continue reading

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A Human Hero – Heroes Part I

It is easy to deceive someone who longs to be dazzled. It’s so easy to follow the pretty shiny thing in the dark night or too bright day, when the steady work has worn us down and we can’t see … Continue reading

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Daily Scales

In the bright haze of doubt only the work has meaning, not the manicured bravos whispered from a discreet distance or the perfect twist of thought or the raging grief for what has been found and lost, or painted blue … Continue reading

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