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The Power of the Spirit in Groups
Dearest – I write to you from the past. I am always writing to you from the past. But this week, it feels especially poignant,
One Response to Insurrection
My words are small and insignificant. They certainly are not enough. They hold afloat a mote of hope in my heart, despite the wave of
Running from Death and the Mystery of Health
Welcome, welcome to those of you who are new to receiving my weekly love letter! I am delighted you are here, and I hope that
What to Do When Perseverance Fails
Dear Ones – For those of you who are new here, this missive is my weekly love letter, Reflections, that I send out to let
The Dark I Am NOT About
I cannot help myself, I just can’t- This isn’t an email promoting Going into the Dark, but it is an email about the metaphors often
Who Dares Go into Dark
Already know you want more information about Going into the Dark? More info lies here. Dear hearts – Here we are, the week of United
Go Ahead and Follow Your Wyrd
First off, don’t forget! Going into the Dark is just about a month away, and there’s still time for you to arrange calendar, relationships, obligations
Phoning it in after the Elections
Dear hearts – As they’d say in the nineteenth century, “I fear you have the advantage of me,” but then again, you may not. I
Is this You? The Way of the River Wants to Know!
Dearests- Okay, yes, here we are. It’s the day before the United States official Election Day, the last day US citizens can cast our ballots.
We Don’t Give Up
Remember that this regime wants to keep us overwhelmed, confused, upset. They want us to give up out of sheer fatigue. AND also know that
The Watchwords Remain
Through the Gates of the Year Today, the second of January, 2025, we have come through Janus’s Gates. We have passed through the Gates of
2016 Archive: Imperfection
“Within our darkest night / You give us the fire that never dies away” Taizé chant Dear hearts – Above, you see the lines to
Reflection on Fragility
The winter sky stretches above us, a canvas of indigo and gray, holding secrets older than time. In the darkness, we find a meditation on
Moss Rules at Home
Don’t You Dare Touch My Moss! This morning, I am looking out on the foggy Portland morning. The slender leaves of the bamboo are obscured
Dying Light or Transforming Dark
Dancing Light and Shadow (Brought to the Way of the River by Jack Mandeville) November—a soft, slow letting go. The trees are bare now, the
From These Ashes, Birth
A good friend and a half-way decent speller As I recall, it was the excellent speller and good friend, Charlotte, who called out, “Greetings and
Blinding Flashes of the Obvious: Being Sick and Being Fat
Beloveds ~ The following was in response to a query from a colleague who’s been asked to sit on a committee designed to address medical
Blinding Flashes of the Obvious Part 2
Dear ones – So here I am in my bed, thinking of all the things that people have done for me — Doctors have been
The Eye of the Crone is Upon Us
Beloved comrades- What a strange, strange time. In my tradition, Lammas (August 1 to 2) begins a season of three harvest festivals followed by the