Wishing for Refuge / A Refuge for Wishing

Paths I am driving across North America because a bridge told me to (more on that later) and I am walking labyrinths in each place I pass through, it is absolutely remarkable how many labyrinths hide in plain sight, you might be in Cody, Wyoming, land of big sky and...

The Grace Of

Grief is agony I keep learning and relearning this, and it is hard to say what is is most painful, the waves-on-top-of-waves of sadness, or the way I keep sailing directly into the rage storms, hurting and hurtling, giving the storm the middle finger and sailing into...

Courage Is Coming

Courage Is Coming / Courage Is Here / Courage Restored At the door to the month of Courage, I did the hardest thing I’ve ever done, and took an exit in the form of saying a goodbye This exit has been asking me to be brave enough to take it for a long time now I...

G L I M P S E

Glimpses of a glimpse My secret word is GLIMPSE, I don’t know what this means but can’t wait to find out. For sure it is about perception, proprioception, perspective, a door that is an invitation, light streaming through, a sense of could be — or...