The Rest of the Story When I was growing up, my parents loved listening to The Paul Harvey Show on the radio. One of his

Armadillo Medicine Recently, armadillo medicine was introduced to me when I pulled the card from an oracle deck that I use for guidance. An armadillo

The Painting I first encountered The Meeting on the Turret Stairs while scrolling through Facebook. Something about it stopped me. I couldn’t have told you

A River Runs Through It There’s a scene in A River Runs Through It that has stayed with me for years. Not because I’m a

I No Longer Soften the Truth “And the biggest difference between then and now is this: I no longer soften the truth. Not for other

Finding Resolution Without the Conversation Some of the most important conversations in my life are the ones I never got to have. Not because I

On Secrecy, Speech, and the Fire of Truth I grew up in a large family, one of nine children, five sisters, a house full of

The Santa That Never Left: On Believing, Not-Believing, and Believing Again On Christmas, community, and the magic that outlives belief For Faith Mark, who taught

✨ HOPE-FREE: The Freedom I’m Still Learning to Trust I need to begin with this truth:I am not fully hope-free.Not yet.Maybe not ever, not entirely.

There are moments in a spiritual life when something arrives that is not simply interesting, not simply useful, not even simply beautiful. There are those

Holy Chaos Thanksgiving has always been a sensory holiday for me, food, noise, warmth, hands passing plates, children running, and the unmistakable smell of turkey

✨ My father has been gone for over ten years now. Lately, he has been visiting me in the spaces between my thoughts — in

Some people come into our lives and stay for years.Others brush by for a moment — a single crossing of paths, a fleeting exchange —

The Power of Our Stories: Remembering, Healing, and Reclaiming Ourselves It’s been 42 years since my life split in two—the day the girl I had

Ganesha and the Elephants of Gonarezhou I’ve been studying Tantra for fifteen years, and I’ve learned that its deepest teachings don’t just live in books

Longing Claimed Most of my life before studying Tantra, I thought of longing as something secret—something to be hidden away. It lived unnamed in the shadows, something

The 5 Levels of Pleasure: How a Workshop on Joy Became a Journey Through Grief, Healing, and Wholeness I still remember the moment I hesitated

The Past Is Just a Story We Tell As I get older, I’m realizing something quietly profound: the past isn’t a fixed place we can

Everything Begins and Ends with the Breath A little over twelve years ago, I began studying Tantra. Tantra is a Sanskrit word that is often

Happy Birthday, Mom I woke up this morning thinking of you and longing to know more about you. That longing stayed with me throughout the

Faith Williams Mark July 26, 1932-September 3, 1984 Faith Leads the Way Home The Last Time You Stroked My Hair Today is another anniversary of