Dear ones, Sometimes we just need to pause along our journey. I work on the west side of this river, in Beaverton and Lake Oswego, but I...

Tonight, a group of women gathered around my backyard hearth for a heartwarming, glorious night of laughter, re-connection, re-creation...

As my husband and I tended the yard this weekend, trimming back the autumn plants that had been still flowering when I pruned before the...

March! Crouching, pouncing with swiftness and ferocity, this month’s lion-like entry leaps upon me with an abundance of shifting and...

Morning sun rises as full moon sets kissing sweet, rosy-cheeked clouds Sacred Love is made here, in plain sight new life sprouts...

Earth is our Mother. Without Her, we would die.  The rivers and streams that flow through Her are our brethren, gifts of love from...

After prayer time with Fire this morning, I was going through my bathroom ritual for daily readiness which includes putting in my...

As the warmth of summer begins to wane – some days more than others – the autumn breezes gently encourage the leaves that are loosening...