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


Conscious Loving

The night air is rich with the heady scents of plumeria and puakenikeni outside our door, luring me sweetly to the dreamtime with intoxicating aromatherapy. How lovely to sleep in my own bed with my beloved. I’ve recently returned to Hawaii after three weeks in Carmel Valley, California, my longest stretch of time away from