day 16: for healing

Mutuality means learning to lean into [angels’] wisdom for us and seeing angels as partners in the journey of spiritual transformation. We allow them their full agency as they allow ours. Over time, as we begin to see patterns of support emerge in our days and feel their presence in our prayer moments, trust isContinue reading “day 16: for healing”

well or w/hole? (part i)

When will I be well? When was I ever well? In the beginning I had wellbeing,  I was a being of wellness  because I lived in a beingwell, a cocoon, a shelter, a haven;  those childhood homes,  where my parents held me in safety, safely, surrounded, enclosed, beloved, so I could be well, learn well Continue reading “well or w/hole? (part i)”

old wounds

I have now begun my artist residency at the New Ashgate Gallery, Farnham, in earnest.  This week was moving-in week, a big enough challenge in itself.  It also coincided with me having the honour of staging a ‘take over’ of the Gallery’s Instagram feed while the director, Outi Remes, was on holiday.  Outi wanted meContinue reading “old wounds”

whole: day 11

The truth of what we call our knowing is both light and dark.  Men are always dying and waking.  The rhythm between we call life … I walk in the dark feeling darkness on my skin.  Dawn always begins in the bones. ‘Hymn to Ra’, The Egyptian Book of the Dead As I am beginningContinue reading “whole: day 11”

furled fire (a Beltaine Birthday Blessing)

Every year I wonder whether to write something to mark Beltaine, the Celtic feast which celebrates a cross-quarter day in the year’s wheel, the end of the dark half of the year and the beginning of its half of light.  I celebrate the waxing of the arc the sun’s path makes across the little sliceContinue reading “furled fire (a Beltaine Birthday Blessing)”

advent apertures 2019: Blue Christmas

Evening says to night: “Are you always this beautiful under your clothes?” Night says to the moon: “All day I dreamed of you but I couldn’t bring myself to call.” The moon says to sleep: “There are doorways in the dark.” Sleep says to dawn: “As if forward were the only direction!” Dawn says toContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: Blue Christmas”

advent apertures 2019: day 14

weep not for me, mother, although the world’s weight rests on my shoulders along with your parting embrace, the dark shadow of the cross behind us now and the box below waiting to transport me to the tomb. Weep not, for what is finished is but the conception of the great beginning, a birth youContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: day 14”

advent apertures 2019: day 13

What little I know, I hold closer, more dear, especially now that I take the daily reinvention of loss as my teacher. I will never graduate from this college, whose M.A. translates “Master of Absence,” with a subtext in the imperative: Misplace Anything. If there’s anything I want, it’s that more people I love joinContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: day 13”

advent apertures 2019: day 4

“Light is electromagnetic energy, one of the primary penetrating forces. Once cast from the sun, light streams onto planet earth like liquid. It freely enters us as both photon and wave. In daylight, we ingest billions of photons during every open-eyed moment. As waves, light vibrates into us. It is transduced, within several layers ofContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: day 4”