Visionary Musician & Facilitator
I recently received a call from someone who was interested in my healing work, and wanted to know what made my work as an Energy Medicine practitioner stand out. I loved the question, and was happy to share my perspective.
For those of us who are deeply disheartened by the ongoing decline in civility and humanity in the US during these last couple of years, it is totally appropriate to feel anger and outrage. Anger and outrage are the response
I am a huge advocate of love, compassion, and peace. I want nothing more than that for every human, and every non-human, living in this and all worlds. AND there comes a time when far too many good, kind people
The stars are immense ~ the clear night sky is truly magnificent during this dark window of the new moon. And yet, most of western culture inhabitants live in places where it is not possible to exist free from light
As I sat with the night sky, drinking in the cool breeze, the wind in the trees, I asked Her to unwind my nervous system, to recalibrate me to the true speed of life. Lightning flashing in the north, illuminating
Each night when I’m home and the weather is good, I go to sit with the night. Sometimes I meditate with my mala, and sometimes, I just sit and listen. This has become one of my favorite things in
The rusted funnel of my consciousness wanders among the clouds of mid-morning’s knowing, and only the butterfly understands the tunnel of lightness that has opened, that has swallowed me whole, resisting nothing, saying nothing, holding only the knowledge of trust
While I’m hardly naive enough to see the sickening happenings in my country as new, I am truly shocked to see how much heartlessness, greed, and self-righteousness has been given voice. Greed over caring for each other. Hostile intolerance over
Sitting on the deck, drinking in the night. I love the Real World!!! The Night, the Forest, the Fireflies, the Breeze, the Cricket Song, the Trees, the Light Mist of Rain. I love these things that bring me into my
Sometimes it’s hard to unravel a story of the present moment back in time to its “beginning,” and it seems that every beginning is simply the continuation of some previous moment or story, too. As I’ve pondered how to honor