ByMichelle Adam
“There is no beginning, no end,” I wrote in my journal at my parents’ house in New Jersey 17 years ago. Why? Because I had moved there to heal my hip, and expected to stay for no more than a year before continuing on my life’s path. “So much time has passed. It’s all become…
ByJulia Chi
As I sit here ready to write I have just seen a little girl stride by with a kitten in her arms… The kitten looked resigned, relaxed, prepared – for the moment – to go where the little girl was taking it. Trusting the hands of the child; as I trusted the hands of the…
ByMichelle Adam
Two weeks ago, I returned from late fall in Buenos Aires, Argentina, to my small casita inside the intense heat of New Mexico. Quiet. No city noise. All the rich moments of being with family and friends in honor of my recently deceased father, and sharing my novel Child of Duende with so many inspired…
ByCarrie Beleno
Yeshua means “salvation” in Hebrew….But before you stop reading, this is not a post about salvation, or religion, or a lecture on the Bible or about being “saved.” This is about where we are headed as a human collective. You know, the stuff I’ve been talking about for years? But it’s getting pretty serious now….
ByMichelle Adam
I’m sharing a poem from many springs ago, as I prepare for this spring’s surprises…a grieving of the old…a rebirth: Spring locks her jaws into the hard earth, a pitter patter of rain seeking refuge inside. The windows shut, now open, the moon peers through rows of empty branches, Seeing something I don’t— tulips growing…
ByGiora Carmi
Here is another example of reading art. When you look at the drawing at first it seems as if it will be hard to tell something clear about it. But as I started describing what I see, the vision became clear. This is the fun in this game. The truth is always hiding in plain…
ByJulia Chi
A couple of days ago I received a direct message on twitter from someone who asked me ‘what has been the weirdest thing you have seen on your travels…’? We have seen so many things, and many of them unusual or very different to life in Britain, that to think of a ‘most weird’ would…
ByMichelle Adam
I remember now where I was on the eve of the millennium. Do you? I was in Taos, New Mexico, in the mountains somewhere far away from civilization as the entire world braced itself for what we called “Y2K” (when all computers would possibly shut down, and the world as we knew it). As we all…
ByMichelle Adam
The tiny white bird that had appeared as an angel had definitely been an omen. Peace and healing had flown into my life on its blue-tipped wings after two-plus years of healing from physical pain at my parent’s house in New Jersey. It was time for me to learn about the medicine of spirit that would…
ByJulia Chi
I believe I have now just about mastered how to say ‘Thank you’ in Turkish, but it doesn’t really seem to matter anymore… We now have made new friends who know what I am trying to say and immediately say the Turkish equivalent of the ‘de nada’; ‘you’re welcome’ return without trying to correct me…
ByMichelle Adam
I want to challenge you—yes, you, reader of this blog—to ask yourself: “What is my hunger?” Last week, I wrote about hunger, about my hunger of almost 20 years ago, and my current hunger. As I perused my journal last week, as I do every time I write this, I came across a piece of…
ByCarrie Beleno
I can’t believe I’ve never seen this before! Almost 53 years old and I noticed something that has probably happened in front of me a hundred times…but I never took notice. A “V” of Canada Geese flew overhead. The lead goose made a funny “squawk, squawk” sound that caused me to look up. At that…