Yesterday I made a point of getting up extra early to go greet the arrival of spring on our new piece of property that my partner and I...

A few days before the Celtic fire festival of Imbolc, the time when the first stirrings of life can be felt deep in the darkness of the...

We woke to a dusting of snow on the ground this morning. The first snow of the season. The sun sparkled on everything! The evergreen needles

One of the blessings of Autumn is its gift of grounded presence. While on one hand we feel lifted up by the vibrant foliage all around us, w

Where exactly do I end and does the place begin? Boundaries blur. My heart feels like it lies nestled within the meadow as the hum of the