Holding Both, Again
As the summer sun creeps down toward its southern, wintery home, I feel that telltale change in the air. It
As the summer sun creeps down toward its southern, wintery home, I feel that telltale change in the air. It
Hello Friends, I want to share a portion of Mary Oliver’s poem “Invitation”. These words have been caught in my
So many of us are poised, waiting for these next 5 days to pass, anxiously trying on hopes and fears
I had an awakening this week, right here in my body, when my low back seized up! I was taking