Abundance and The Serviceberry

Abundance.  Reciprocity. Circle of Giving. Gift Economy. Relationship. Community. Nature teaches us that this is the way. We live in a circle of giving. Each of us. Creation gives freely of herself, giving her gifts away in exchange for your gifts. Gifts of gratitude, gifts of caring and nurturing the land and her creatures. Reciprocity.…

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For Everything There Is A Season

Hello beautiful friends. I see you.  I value you. I accept you. I love you. I trust you.   May you be and feel loved and supported as you move through uncertainty.    May we use the wisdom within to draw us into closer connection and broader circles of community.    May we find new…

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Begin

I took the plunge and began. Right where I am. Begin. This is where I start. The first step off the edge is the hardest. The cold plunge shakes you awake, heart beating, blood pumping wildly, lungs gasping for more. Oh, but the awake. The alive. To  the  bone  a l i v e. All…

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Reflections

  There is something to be said about the crystalline clarity of -35 degrees in Northern Minnesota winter.  The air is piercing, cuts to the heart of the matter direct. It also simplifies life, as you really weigh in on what is absolutely necessary for the rhythm of the day. It calls you to review…

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All Paths Lead Back to Home

Snow collects in icy corners round the edges of the window panes on these blessed old windows. The cold radiates off glass penetrating the contrasting warmth of the house as they duel hot against cold, there are moments in the subzero that I’m not sure who has won the battle.  Drifts billow wave like through…

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A Letter to My Son(s)

  Dear Wild Heart,   Please do not think that just because you are growing up means giving up on who you are.  Your truth. Your essence. The light of who you were created to be. Please do not misunderstand, that becoming a man requires you to harden your heart.  The truth is instead, manhood…

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Journey

It’s been a while folks. Oh where to begin…. I sit here before a quietly blinking cursor, and swear I will not curse, myself.  Just breathe and begin, there is no wrong answer.  My silence here is reflective of my process. I am nothing if not authentic, and I write from a heartfelt space. Some…

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