Spine To Spine

Spine To Spine

Last weekend, after our son and our daughter-in-law, and their busy almost-three-year-old daughter and infant son left the cabin, I sat quietly observing day move toward night.  As the sun sank below the horizon a chorus of woodland frogs replaced the birdsong of...
Nestle Into Love

Nestle Into Love

Lately I’ve been sad. As I write this reflection Russia continues to invade Ukraine.  Images of men, women, babies, and children are imprinted on my mind.  Lent is nearing and will be already underway by the time you read this reflection.  I sense my own uneasiness...
Offering An Easy Eye

Offering An Easy Eye

My husband prefers grey days. “Easy on the eyes,” he says. Though I usually prefer sunshine, his love of the subdued has rubbed off on me, especially this time of year.  When the landscape moves from brilliant color to subtle hues, greys, browns, and white after a...
RETREAT

RETREAT

This August, before I left for a 2nd annual wilderness canoe trip with a group of women friends, I was asked, “Is your trip a retreat?”  The asker meant, have I planned and organized the trip to be a retreat as a part of the work I do as a spiritual companion.  I...
We Are Formed

We Are Formed

We are formed by environment and grace, by politics and prayer, by church and conscience.  All God’s creatures conspire to teach us as well.  We stumble.  We stutter.  We rise.  We are lifted.  – St Anthony of Padua (Feast Day June 13) Every other month I drive...