Tag Archives: spiritual

Face-in-mud-kind-of-day

Posted on November 4, 2020 by Kathy

Yesterday was one of those days when faith seemed to disappear down the drain. So much for trying to deepen my relationship with the Holy in the waning days of 2020. I couldn’t even find the Holy. I suspect many … Continue reading →

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Sacred shell of the spiritual dyad

Posted on October 21, 2020 by Kathy

Yesterday my friend and I had our every-other-week dyad time together. We’ve been meeting together almost two years now, since we met in a spiritual class in fall, 2018. May I share the format that our teacher suggested–and that we’ve … Continue reading →

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Raking with the Heart

Posted on October 20, 2020 by Kathy

Good morning, friends. It’s still dark in our little house in the woods, but light promises to rise every dawn, doesn’t it? Aren’t we lucky that the sun keeps rising, day after day, no matter what challenges our human world … Continue reading →

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Deep January days in the woods

Posted on January 24, 2019 by Kathy

Good morning from our little stretch of woods and lake and snow and cold.  Sitting here at this computer I watch lazy flakes of snow silhouetted against black and gray tree limbs.  Yonder brown oak leaves dangle from branches that … Continue reading →

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Follow your feet.

Posted on August 29, 2014 by Kathy

Years ago I attended a spiritual workshop out in the green and brown hills of Montana. The snowy crests of the Continental Divide towered over us.  Our teacher gave an assignment: Out you go onto the ranch.  Instead of allowing … Continue reading →

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