August 11, 2018

Grace never stops. There is no end to it. No bottom. No limits. As the Source of grace is eternal and unfathomable, so is the flow of its favor.

Every expression of God, Spirit, Creator is infused with love and benevolence. Thus creation itself, including our very exi...

July 16, 2018

Feeling into the friendship of God in my heart, I relax. My first inclination is to seek solace and support so needed. Within a moment's breath of it though, I'm called to consider this friendship more deeply. Am I praying as if God is orbiting around me, to serve my e...

May 16, 2018

There is a time for grace. It is now. Always. "Time I am," says Krishna in Bhagavad-Gita. How does it change my experience to be conscious that God is time? "Divine right time" we hear or say. If God is time, it's always right, always Divine. If God is time, I'm always...

May 15, 2018

I don't find as much glory in trying to overcome limitations as I do in gracefully moving with them. I respect this may not be true of others empowered by God with a more chivalrous nature. But for some, like me, what can appear as limitations may in fact be a Divine s...

May 12, 2018

Grace is simple. As I sat and prayed and chanted this morning, it took a little while for my mind to settle and come in for a landing. It circled around mechanically, mouthing the sound while still spinning with questions and contemplations how to serve. Sound by sound...

May 10, 2018

Standing on my deck in the early morning rising sunshine, listening to the birds sing, the waterfall, and the stream flow, I look out over the blooming lilacs and apple trees, breathing in life with gratitude. My bare feet sense not only the wood beneath them, but a pr...

May 8, 2018

A multitude of birds in various colors, shapes, sizes, and patterns are gracing my home with their presence. I watch them fly in and out of the feeder, from tree to tree, down to grass, and up to sky. Just now I beheld the sweetness of a robin hopping through my garden...

May 1, 2018

Our nest is our resting place. It is a symbol of hope and home. Coming in to land from the outside world, we receive love, warmth, and shelter here. Situated in the tree of life, it connects both to our roots and the heights which we are called to fly.

What makes it s...

January 30, 2017

Spiritual Embassy! This is what I've been thinking about.

When we enter the embassy of another country - even if it is in the midst of Manhattan - we are no longer under the jurisdiction of the United States. As long as we are inside that embassy, we are on the soil of...

November 25, 2016

Sitting down to Thanksgiving dinner with family last night, my brother said, "I'm going to say grace.... Grace." It was a humorous moment, but not an irreverent one. We all sat in pause and joy, as the word resonated quietly, speaking volumes of meaning. 

Grace is one o...

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