Creative spirit, unkinking the hose to let things flow, and nurturing my inner artist child.

The meditative nature of lawn care, daily walks, remembrance, the simplicity of life, and finding my way back to me.

Exciting news, camper restoration projects, and trusting that all gifts arrive in perfect timing.

On trust, desire, the concept of driftwood, and not knowing.

Spring, June, and the weekly cadence of this newsletter.

Sometimes prose and always lived experience, sacred attention is a kiss, a spell, a practice in being, a portal of delights, an exuberant unfolding, and a searchlight through the pathways of devotion.