she peered up at me, from beside my own heart’s flame, treading softly brought me home, no longer the same
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must be the gardener
With that same tenderness and sense of wonder, the kind of tenderness and wonder only a gardener may have, he called Mary by name, inviting her into the unfolding of this story, awakening within her the wisdom of resurrection.
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breathe in that deep blue
Breathe in that deep blue that is made of me and of you, made from the stardust that created all of this, pause for a moment and breathe the Spirit
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Dominion? She laughs…
Only in this state of fear do i relinquish any perceived notion of control and fully submit to the awesome power before me. i know we humans have it all wrong. Dominion was never true.
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writings from a tree meditation
The tree meditation which prompted the above freeflow writing was led by me, and surprisingly, i was able to engage fully with it without becoming too self-conscious of my voice. It was part of the Women Who Wildly Wonder gathering that has been meeting for the last six weeks. The practice is meant to help those who engage in it become more aware of body, aware of sources of energy, aware of the creative streams that flow, and where it all coalesces within oneself.
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to my father who taught me to wonder wildly
my dad had taught me to be curious in the presence of wildlife, and also to be understanding of each Being’s own story. he taught me that the wild does not exist for the sake of my companionship and joy, but for the beauty and sake of their own Being.
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resonating reverence
When we enter this state of reverence, wonder, and awe, something, a mystery perhaps, lures our hearts to open. It tugs at us from within, arousing us to live in love and wisdom for that which opened our hearts.
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enlivened by the fragrance of sun-kissed desert dust
Returning home to the arroyo hondo, the deep stream, the place where i began to fall in love with the high desert, i feel suffocated. My face is covered with a mask, as is the way these days. But the suffocation goes deeper for i feel it in my bones, my soul. The pandemic has brought with it a cloud of uncertainty that enshrouds us all.
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to my mother who taught me to awe at Mountains
Awe-ing is how she responds to all Mother Earth’s wonders. i have learned this from her. i have learned to listen for the voices the Earth speaks and respond to them like old friends.
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what if we are Earth
On this 50th Anniversary and Celebration of Mother Earth, let us all root ourselves in the wonder of our origin, our common home, our life dependence. May we be transformed by Her arising in our souls and clinging to our soles. May we become beings who act for the flourishing of the Whole.
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a chorus of elation
The Beings of the desert have taught me to be thankful for water when it comes. This parched earth knows what it is to wait and long for water, living in uncertainty if it will ever come. So when water does come, even in the form of heavy snow, amid a cold and dark season, a song of elation erupts from the earth because the coming of water means the coming of life.
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when nature was known divine manifestation
The sages who compiled the wisdom literature of the Hebrew Bible and the prophets who lived in the desert wilderness knew how to discern the Living Wisdom from the natural world around them. Looking to nature to discern how we must live with one another in a way that reflects our Source is an ancient way of deep re-membering. Re-membering that Wild from which we emerged.
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thank Her for wonder
Wonder-ing and awe-ing keep us grounded. I could breathe again, resting in the wonder evoked by the New Mexico sky. Even though being new and in transition can be exhausting, I need to remind myself to awe and wonder. Wonder-ing and awe-ing keep me grounded so my roots can start doing what they need to do.
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