“The best adventure of all–living openly and allowing life to touch the heart.” This past weekend was full of these best-adventures. One began with the simple need to leave the house for a bit, to get fresh air, stretch the legs, go on an amble amidst a greater reality. I went with one of the…

Chastity I am a woman of bone and blood,of air and ink and fire and clay. A woman created, and meant to create…meant to touch and feel and breathe,meant to love and shape and hopeburning embers into light. This, while letting go myself-allowing the One and the Manyto reach in and stir my own deep…

Obedience You have had my yes for years–and I have had yours since the sun, the seashells, and the storms at sea. But now, ah…you and I are more than yes.As time moves with, within, and around,this yes of ours takes on wings, takes on colors I never imagined,challenges that strengthen and soften me,glory that…

A Vow To desire to stand before you and bow before youand be within youand feel you within meand see you, reveal you,know you, and touch youin the others I meet along the way… To do so with my life,with any ache or wonder I knowof heart or mind,that comes from the glimpses of youI…

After returning from Assisi… Canticle of Flying Loosen me Lord, and free my spirit!I want to fly!To know the wind as the bee knows the wind;to taste the salt water rain of tearsthat act as prisms do, reflecting the fullness of light.When the thunder comes moonless,when the fields are ready in a ripeness of green,let…

I get up at roughly the same time every morning. It is good for my body as well as my spirit- the constancy of it, but also what it allows. Establishing a routine can allow for noticing variations in the pattern that otherwise might have gone unnoticed. Scientists have approached curiosities in this way for…

I am in Rome. ROME. I dreamed of many things as a child…dreams that seemed big to me at the time… but the idea that I would one day be walking the streets of Rome is beyond what even my intense imagination could have thought possible. Philosphies were born here, art was created here, science…

Friday Five: Storms of Life Edition I’m listening this morning for word of Hurricane Earl. Is he coming to visit, or will he bypass my part of Maine and move further Downeast, or veer toward Nova Scotia? Should I buy those bottles of water, just in case wind brings branches and power lines down? And…

And so it is that I find myself gearing up for another adventure. Goodbyes are being said, hugs given, and blessings bestowed. It all continues to fill me with a depth of gratitude beyond my capacity to contain. I am simply and humbly aware that those gifts of friendship, support, and love are part of…

It’s a Summertime Friday Five from Rev Gal Blog Pals! I love summer, and wait anxiously for it every year. So how is it that we have arrived at the hot and humid “Dog Days” of August, and I have not done nearly enough of what I planned to do? I want to pack in…