Mindfulness and the Prodigal Yo-yo
I focus on my breath. I get distracted. Oops. Okay. And again. So many times that I feel like one of those toys on a string...
Mindfulness and the Prodigal Yo-yo
In Falling and In Rising
Being. Breathing. Being Breathed.
A Winter's Tale: The Space Between
Small Seeds of Hope: Cold and Starlight Turn to Gold
Small Seeds of Hope: Spacing Material, Mortar and Dark Matter
Small Seeds of Hope: Splitting Light
Small Seeds: Experimenting with Prayer and Hope
Small Seeds of Hope: Big Bang...or Big Birth?
Small Seeds of Hope: God's Heartbeat?