SWEEP
You can sweep up the dust of a thousand ruined civilizations in this breath. You can gather the ashes of your ancestors in this breath.
Read MorePosted by Alfred K. LaMotte | May 9, 2022 | Featured, Spiritual Practice |
You can sweep up the dust of a thousand ruined civilizations in this breath. You can gather the ashes of your ancestors in this breath.
Read MorePosted by Lev Raphael | May 2, 2022 | Featured, Personal Journeys |
I grow up in the shadow of a church. Every Sunday morning, the 850-pound bell at the...
Read MorePosted by Suzy Loeffler | Apr 25, 2022 | Featured, Nature |
I am bundled against the cold, but the sun rises earlier each day and low light through the trees has a newness. It illuminates the lightly frost covered underbrush. Last year’s Osha umbels, Oregon grape, and wild rose are now dry, brown, and drooping yet sparkle with crystal light. This forest I walk through is the ancestral land of the Tabeguache and Uncompahgre Ute people. People who had many centuries of relationship to these forests. They intimately knew enchanted alpine meadows, dramatic valleys, and rugged mountains. They lived a migratory life, hunting and gathering across the high mountains in the summer, then settling into the lower dryer valleys for the winter months.
Read MorePosted by Katie Mitchell | Apr 18, 2022 | Editor's Picks, Featured, Personal Journeys |
When I held my son for the first time, the veil was especially thin, though I wasn’t ready for it. A moment that felt heavier than the sun. Studying his face, which was entirely new to me but somehow also entirely known, the light bent around us. We fell into some place, the two of us, squarely in this hole that I have been swimming in and out of ever since, the place where I stand as a binding thread between a boy and the grandfather he never met. As my son grows through ages and phases, I swim with the current of what could have been, wondering what they’d think of each other, what they’d say if they were to meet.
Read MorePosted by Kristopher Drummond | Apr 11, 2022 | Featured, Nature |
My work and my life are devoted to the earth, to helping others fall in love with “nature” because we only fight for what we love. The earth saved my life and brought me back to my soul after a half-decade of despair. I want to limit my hypocrisy and lead by example in giving up travel, going vegan, and researching my clothing choices as an expression of my love. I’m being humbled to realize it’s not so simple.
Read MoreThe Braided Way is a framework to see every faith tradition as a strand, braided into a larger whole of spiritual awareness. In the Braided Way, combining spiritual practice from various faiths allow us to explore sacred experience and wonder in forms that resonate with our personal spiritual needs and sacred intuitions. In today’s culture, many people shun religious dogma, but yearn for spiritual connection. The Braided Way allows the ceremonies and practices of multiple faiths to be available without the confinements of cultural dogma.