Remember to Breathe: Grace in the Time of Corona

  I can feel it. In you. In me. It’s like a breath caught and suspended in our individual and collective throats. I originally wrote and posted the following on Facebook. It resonated with folks. And, I keep returning to the post’s message in my...

Thresholds: Grace in the Time of Corona

This fall, I’m in a virtual Jungian dream group led by certified dream facilitator Laura Huff of Fire by Night Dreamwork.* It’s fascinating work and I’m learning a lot. Bi-weekly, our small group members rotate sharing our dreams. My second go at...

Timing: Grace in the Time of Corona

Sometimes things don’t work out when and how we want them to because they aren’t supposed to do so. Sometimes the solution reveals itself is down the road in time. The week Tennessee and most of the nation’s shut down, we went from three personal...

Owning the Divine Feminine: Grace in the Time of Corona

A bawdy artist friend posted on “the Facebook” about baring her untanned “excessive” belly flesh by donning in a sports bra and shorts for a stroll at the park and no longer giving an eff about the disapproving looks she received. It was the...

Nature Solace, Part I: Grace in the Time of Corona

Pandemic salve, solace, and salvation have manifested in the form of forested park walks these last nearly four months. Hardly a day has passed without their denouement. Emotional fatigue, battles of the mind, of the heart, were almost always dissected in the cocoon...