a communal poem from tonight’s closing ceremony of the 40 Day Journey to Remembering Soul and Spirit. with a heart full of gratitude. I...

there’s no going back. these were the words spoken from a woman in circle reckoning with the reality of life. they came as she shared the...

during this season of lent, i’ve been hosting a 40 Day Journey to Remembering Soul and Spirit, based on my recently published book,...

i met quanita three and a half years ago, in august 2019. i’d just returned from a meditation retreat where the red rocks in New Mexico...

in my story-weaving way, i found myself this morning following the thread of brigid. i lit a fire. and sat with her in the wayfinding of...

today is imbolc (and uncommonly, the chinese lunar year). it feels timely. a mix of both new beginnings and threshold. a rite of passage....

i’ve been deep in winter’s hibernation, practicing a different way of knowing, a different way of being. i’ve been moving slowly....

for the first time since i wrote it in 2011, i read my dissertation recently. a solid decade stood between my now-self and my then-self;...

we had no gps, no service only screenshots of a google map, sheer determination, and wonder

a thread that’s running through life these days is solidarity. it’s got me wondering what it means, what it looks like, what it calls...

as i pulled together the newest edition of wild roots: weaving stories of wonder and truth, i’ve been listening and looking for patterns...

eighteen months or so into this virus and i’m still wondering: what is our relationship with COVID? and what it might look like to be in...

yesterday, i had uninterrupted time with meg in the car. there was traffic. so, more time. funny how even after more than a year in...

becky; 8.4.21 sitting in the hot tub at the local rec center, the man next to me was chatting. as a woman climbed into the hot tub with...

it’s no coincidence that 2/3 of jesus’ sermons were on forgiveness… …that bishop desmond tutu, in his life’s work around Truth and...

may i remember this … the first rain drop, joined slowly by others painting the sidewalk, drop by drop first, gentle and sweet and then...

yesterday i listened to an interview with Robert MacFarlane, author of Underland. he spoke of the long history (6 million years!) of...

may: a month that signals new beginnings, new growth–a new season. may is potent, full, pregnant. the plan was to go camping for memorial...

in my current role with the Diocese of Southern Ohio serving as the Becoming Beloved Community Coordinator, i offered this reflection in...

last week was one of chaotic energy with opportunities to notice the power of embodied creation–what it feels like to be human and in...