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
Pondering Home

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
There is a delicate balance between giving respect to others, and allowing those with perceived power and superiority to retain their position. Men over women, white people over POC, wealthy over poor, and in every kind of disenfranchised, out-of-balance population.
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
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
I am sitting here on the ground surrounded by remnants of frayed rope. Hemp rope, rough and scratchy. My hands are red and burned, and my body is bruised. But the pain in my body is small right now, when