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Tending the Embers: Chaga + The Creative Spark
In winter we stir the embers. A motion of both caretaking and stoking, a gentle coaxing and potent remembering of that which lights our fire. Every winter, as color fades from the outer world, we are invited to journey into the vibrant tableau of our deepest self. To rekindle our inner colors with a…
Journey to Santa
Artwork – “Fly Agaric” by Amanda Clark This past week I had brunch with a dear friend. Over scones, she started talking about how difficult it is for her to get into the holiday spirit. As someone who grew up in a family that never celebrated this time, she shared that she is having…
Infusing Mysticism into the Holidays
In between the hours of gift buying and cookie making there is a pause. Can you feel it? Between the time spent navigating family politics and trying to get the tree to stand straight in its stand there is a stream of quietude that runs just beneath the surface. Can you hear it? Across…
Your Power Can Change Everything
I remember the first time I heard the term “healing crisis.” I was in the depths of chronic pain, one of those crushing waves that comes after a period of breakthrough sunshine and the hope of light. And that phrase, that one phrase, kept my head still faced to the sky. A healing crisis…
Walking with Ghosts
Autumn has fallen here in the mountains. The trees are turning inwards, curling their leaves into colors of copper, ember and dusk. The canopies empty in a thick caramel of fire, and suddenly that which felt obscured or far away is close and able to be perceived. There is a kind of haunting that…
Belonging to Wilderness
Land of desertscape and amber-scented pine. Canyons carved by rain and meadows lit by flower and fire. In the Gila of New Mexico, deep wilderness still exists. Named for the river that gathers its headwaters in the heart of its land, The Gila is home to the first designated wilderness area ever set aside…
A Ritual Reframe
Sometimes we need a reframe to really see our lives. Living is a continuous experience of vibration and light like the long, liquid line of a train meandering through the countryside. We see it as separate instances, the changing palette of mountain and grass, but they are all part of the same ride. Life,…
You Contain Multitudes
Each lifetime contains multitudes. A multicolored collection of insights and experiences. A many-hued menagerie of dusks and dawns. Each lifetime is not just one thing, but many. Like a field that blooms in wildflowers and golden grass from spring to fall. And each one of us is not just one thing, but many, too….
