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Grief, Fear, Trauma, and This Love that Meets it All
If you’re inclined to grieve right now, please grieve. Let the deep, sacred waters of grief keep moving through. If you can weep, by all means weep. If you can’t, please know that the weepers are weeping your tears too. If you find yourself infected with fear, please...
Praying Towards the Resolution of All Divides (Divisiveness: The Greatest Epidemic of Our Times.)
I went down a troubling social media rabbit hole the other day. Shocker, I know. You know the kind, where you’re somehow compelled to read the lengthy comment thread on a seemingly benign post, and suddenly are bearing witness to the most virulent, insulting, and...
Tending to Our Personal & Collective Heartache
I’ve been especially struck lately by where my personal grief, anxiety, and heartache seem to coincide with that of the collective. Sometimes when I wake at 5:00 AM with anxiety pounding inside my personal heart, it’s so clear that I’m simultaneously tapped into the...
The Breaking & The Blessing of Mothering Our Teen Girls
I keep looking at this photo of my daughter, taken a few days ago. Just a mundane moment captured: simple, radiant happiness sourced by new succulents. I mean—could she be any more precious? Arayla’s beauty astounds me every day. Her bright, sweet presence. Her depth...
It All Comes Down To
It really all comes down to how we choose to navigate this moment. So often I find the best and most honest choice I can choose in this moment is to open wider. Or to listen, or to breathe, or to burn, or to allow, or to let go, or to give thanks, or to tell the...
Lessons in Prioritizing Soul
A few mornings ago my boy Ezra and I fell unexpectedly out of sync with all of our supposed-to’s, and suddenly found ourselves immersed in a pocket of pure soul sweetness. I heard him bumping around in the kitchen in the wee hours, fixing himself some breakfast,...
Holy Moments in The Matrix
Last night I got to go out on a dinner date with one of my most beloved soul-sisters here in Ashland. We sat across from one another eating ceviche and avocado with chopsticks. No small feat! We compared notes and shared stories and laughed more than I’d...
Letting Love Take Care of It
Recently I went through a challenging relational experience with someone I’d considered a dear friend, and it left my heart feeling raw and trampled. Isn’t it astonishing how each heartbreak we experience can bring to the surface every other unresolved betrayal,...
To Be Love; To Be Loved
That moment this morning, after a handful of hard, tender-hearted days, when my bright, shining sixteen-year old found me praying fervently at the altar, and swooped down beside me, whispering into my ear, “Have I told you lately Mama, how much I love and appreciate...
The Simple, Perfect Wisdom of “Help”
“Help” is one of my most favorite prayers. When we can find our way to the voice that remembers how to ask for help, we are more than halfway home. How many times in the last couple of years have I found my way, just in time, back to the altar. Back to the simple...