My morning prayer is the same each day. It comes early, at the first birdsong and who, who, who of that owl that forces me to face my personal power. (“If not me, whooooo?”I hear […]
I go back to the Hand of God Tree every time I need a reminder that it is there. Which lately is more often.
Hurricane Harvey. Hurricane Irma. Nukes in North Korea. Fires in Los Angeles, where my older daughter now lives. Trump’s intention to end the Dreamer program. The constant nasty, negative attacks on everyone and everything that […]