Moving through Cedars
Moving through CedarsRustling, whispering softlyArbor harp of winds
Moving through CedarsRustling, whispering softlyArbor harp of winds
a stillness of balancelight and darkday and nightwinter and summereach in their own waymay each of usfind, and hold,our own …
When I was young and had just begun to be able to sense things around me, and became aware of …
“She comes to see us often.Quietly, softly, she walks—winding her way through the tallest of us, gingerly feeling her way …
I love mornings The quiet pre-dawn lightseeps in to brightness as the sun rises The sound and movementof birds starting …
I have been spending a little time going back a re-reading posts from my retired professional blog The Riley School …
In these times which have brought sadness to so many, and loneliness to so many more, the dark rooms of …
When I lived in California and would drive out the Sonoma Coast to do my ceremonies each month, I would …
We will be working with the Phases for September-October, 2021; for an overview of the meditations, follow this link. These meditations …
When I was very young (6-10 years old), I would wander alone along the Indiana shore of Lake Michigan looking …