Visionary Musician & Facilitator
Contemporary western culture is anchored in logic, science, and ways of knowing things with the mind that are based on evidence: external reinforcements and proof. For many things, that’s wonderful! Science and medicine are evidence based, and that is important
The Summer Solstice happened this morning at 11:54am eastern time here at Rumi Wasi Sanctuary, bringing us across the threshold of the longest day of the year into the first days of summer. The wind is strong, carrying an unseasonable
Ancestral Healing, along with practices of Ancestral Honoring & Reverance, have become increasingly popular in recent years. Among those called to heal personal wounding from early life experiences and traumas, as well as difficult family dynamics, considering the ways that
I grew up surrounded by (mostly evangelical) Protestant Christianity. Belief in a dominant God, male, embodied through Jesus, and surrounded by angels in heaven, was the whole structure of holy divinity. Unlike Catholicism, there were no saints representing different elements
This morning, the first of the Rhododendron blossoms began to open in front of the Sanctuary. These are the most glorious flowers I know ~ deep hearty shrubbery extending to the second story of the house, and at least ten
Day 1: Harpers Ferry, WV to Lebanon, TN I was born in the same town where I spent my entire young life, living in the same house from the day I came home from the hospital until I moved away
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
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
When I was about five years old, I received a very special gift from my mother’s father, my grandfather: a small turquoise and silver ring. I can’t remember the occasion for the gift, or any specific circumstances around receiving it,