Conscious Living

Conscious Loving, encore

This week, gentle reader, a shortened reprise of an older post that I feel called to share once again.  My dear beekeeping mentor on Maui, a keenly spiritual man with a generous and sensitive heart, once said, “There is nothing like being reunited with the beloved.” So true. In the long stretch of years of

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Keeping the Boat Upright: Little Rituals of Grace

My musing started with toast and jam. An Asian-style, handleless cup of green tea sat beside me and a golden beeswax candle flickered within reach, while outside the morning sky shimmered with misty blues, but the scent and crackle of toast shifted my thoughts. Specifically, it was homemade spelt and emmer (einkorn) bread that I crisped under

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The Hummingbird of Devotion

This morning I lay in bed, my blurry eyes contemplating the soft, silver light illuminating the heavy flaxen draperies, and with an inhale I briefly gave my cells a positive word of thanks. Silently, I blessed myself saying, I welcome good things and possibility today. I embrace mysterious grace, and I am not separate from the

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Escaping the Sidewalk: How to find breath and inspiration

There is a saying among gypsies, “Stay where there are songs.” For most of my so-called adult life I’ve been something of a nomad, moving house every year or so; if not to an entirely different location then at least changing my actual domicile and address in the current area. Like the woven nests I

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Soul and Social Media: Further Evolution of a Twit

With a weary sigh, I closed my Macbook, pushed the upholstered chair back from the roll top desk, and sat for a moment in the dim light of the hushed living room. Outside the front windows, bright jewels of stars were scattered upon a black velvet sky, twinkling amid the dark outlines of trees. It was past my

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