Not All Who Wander Are Lost

Sunday's have a stillness and an ease that make me wax nostalgic. Today is made for my down-comforter, too many pillows, coffee, salted dark chocolate, books, and journal writing.   Sundays remind me of my dad. If I close my eyes I can still see myself...

Now that we’ve explored the history of the Bible, it feels important to discuss who actually wrote the Bible. Traditionally, most Christians are taught that the first five books of the Old Testament, or what is also known as the Torah (also called the Pentateuch or...

"The way to seduce my heart and soul which rivals more than the physical could ever perceive, explore, or behold...

I thought this was/is amazing! When we went camping a couple of weeks ago, I saw spirits moving through the forest. My peripheral vision was filled with honeycombs of energy; sacred geometry. While this artists portrayed this through his art, this "perception," or "sight" is...

Here is where I love to sit; thinking, reading, writing. Poetry and prose. It's my favorite area in our house. Falling in love with Fairytales; The Lady of Shalott:   "And by the moon the reaper weary, Piling sheaves in uplands airy, Listening, whispers " 'Tis...