Spiritual Tide

I’ve posted my SRF retreat notes from last year. Now it isn’t a silent retreat anymore. I debated posting but I think the notes ring true for me one year later, especially the part about devotion.

Juan laid down the gouge and ran his fingers along the arch of the violin, tilting his head to eyeball the angles. He picked up the calipers and measured both sides of the arch. He needed to cut a little more. Juan placed the calipers on the bench and reached for a smaller gouge. He […]

One of my nicknames growing up was Moose. Yes, that’s right, Moose. This is odd because I don’t think I resemble a Moose. Why would anyone call a young girl Moose?
Well, it turns out I am a Moose. So to celebrate my Mooseness I started a story several years back about a Moose on a […]

It happens gradually, starting in the autumn – the chilling breeze, the tumbling leaves, the scent of dark, rich, rotting vegetation. Then the trees stand stripped and somber, the frost thickens, the earth hardens, the squirrels scurry, and one day it comes … a dreamscape of white. I am in winter. It is there for […]