Neglect – My Primary Offense
It was one of those weeks. Monday was a morning of sewing some seed into a friend’s future. Tuesday was shanghaied by the half day of school, a concussion clinic […]
Resting in Duality
Often, I hear teaching that you are either wounded or healed. But there is no in between. There seems to be no room for the duality of being a healer while you are […]
I Just Need Spring
Spring in Colorado is certainly filled with the unexpected. Typically, spring temperatures look like a few days in the seventies followed by some dips to the fifties, causing Coloradoans […]
The Ripples of Concussive Effects
Violence sent it’s tremors across our land once again. Before our eyes at the finish line of the Boston Marathon, we watched the Wounded, the Healers and the Warriors take […]
Wielding the Warrior
Last week I was caught in a political crossfire, of sorts. You know… the kind that happens at all of our places of employment. One of the hairs of the […]
Growing Miss Azalea – An Introduction
A clearance sale! Yes! I walked over to the temporary shelves placed in the front of our grocery store. I can’t pass up a good buy so I headed over, […]
I Am Wounded
The father of lies would have me interpret my wounds as evidence of damaged goods, beyond repair, hopeless, destroyed beauty, marred beyond recognition. And I will confess that I wrestle […]
