Dear one, I bow to your precious, unique soul. I bow in wonder that our lives are profoundly woven together with the fabric of the universe. I wonder what the world would be like if we lived with this reverence to each other. This morning I’m keenly aware of the Read more…
The seasons are changing, pandemic restrictions are loosening and there is possibility on the horizon. So what are we going to do now? My newly vaccinated mother just had her first glorious grocery shopping trip in over a year. I’m hoping in a few months I will be able to Read more…
Merry Monday dear one, I begin this week hoping it will be gentler and more balanced than last week. While we are feeling the extreme polarization in our country I want to share a minor miracle: the experience in my heart of unity. It feels like a gift. I don’t Read more…
Time for a beauty break! Every week I bring water blessed by the Healing Waters Qigong practice group to Lake Hiawatha. As I pause on the shore of the lake my senses come alive. I have felt awed so many times. Most weeks I remember to take a picture and Read more…
A threshold that connects the past and future Ancestor altars have long captures my imagination. At first it was just a gut resonance. Something about the beauty and aliveness of the candles and array of photos pulled me in. I have always felt that the lives of my ancestors were Read more…
The mood surrounding the coming election is reminding me how it felt to anticipate major surgery. It was this time of year, eleven years ago that, team of top surgeons from the Mayo Clinic would be removing a tumor that surrounded nerves and arteries at the base of my neck. Read more…
Hello dear one, I’ve been burning a lot of sage this year. I know that sounds rather cliché. But I want to share with you how I’ve been working with the sage in my garden to connect with my European ancestral roots and care for my health. Following the recommendation Read more…
Dear heart, “You were made for these times.” I love this quote from Clarissa Pinkola Estes. It’s something that I have to keep reminding myself because these are incredible times to be alive. We appear to be in a state of potent (we hope creative) unraveling. I am reminded of Read more…
I love this picture of me from one of my first dance recitals. My first two years of dance, ages 4-5, were at the Temple of the Wings in Berkeley California. We performed in the school’s courtyard surrounded by tall Greek pillars. I can hardly believe that building is real. Read more…
A few winters ago I was attending a water ceremony by the Mississippi River. It was a very cold morning, I was tired and fuzzy headed, and I still felt new and awkward with the group. When Sharon Day, the Ojibwe elder who leads the ceremony, handed me the sage Read more…