Wind Crisply enfolding Fierce embrace, elegant dance Howling for play-mates Water Frosted lace, iced stars Miraculous, sensuous Each piercing my soul Fire Sumptuous hearth-guild Crackling and warming the depths Becoming one flame Earth Blanketed with white Thrumming steadily beneath Dreaming into spring How is your elemental heartbeat alive and dreaming in the wintering months? Send us…
Earlier this winter, on the morning of our first major snowstorm, my tub faucet started dripping suddenly. I immediately called my dad to ask how to fix it and had the necessary repair parts in hand within 48 hours, but I have to admit that it took eleven days from the time of the first…
I am finally reading a book that has been on my to-read list for a very long time: Last Child in the Woods by Richard Louv. My sister and I recently attended a Saturday afternoon Zoom book discussion facilitated by Green Iowa AmeriCorps through the Iowa City Public Library. I am still in the process…
I am so thankful for good news. Within hours of the inauguration, President Biden signed executive orders addressing climate change. America is rejoining the Paris Climate Agreement. I am so thankful for every single piece of good news, and this statement literally makes me smile every time I think of it. Can we share this…
Trees are on my mind these days. This Saturday, we’ll have a Women in Interfaith Dialogue conversation about the trees we’ve known and loved throughout our lives, as well as our spiritual connection with trees personally and within our faith traditions. Then next week (Jan. 25–29) we have a wonderful series of Treasuring Our Trees…
Prophets, storytellers, sages, spiritual writers, poets and artists are calling us to the wild side! It is time to launch ourselves into the arms of the Beloved, to allow our full sensorium to embrace the numinous world (David Abram, The Spell of the Sensuous, Perception and Language in a More-than-Human World, 1996). Spiritual author Cynthia Bourgeault has reminded us…
These trees have been my friends for years. Seeing them broken was difficult for me. I look for signs of hope and peace in the Creation around me, one day at a time, where life is adapting. STILL Within the limbs of the locust, the spire of the pine lies broken. Yet, the pine…
One of my favorite books of all time is Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom by John O’Donohue. He writes that “time as a rhythm of soul has an eternal dimension where everything is gathered and minded. Here nothing is lost. This is a great consolation: The happenings in your life do not disappear.…
While on the Spiritual Renewal Day, I was walking at Prairiewoods on the afternoon of Nov. 9, 2020, and as always when I’m there, the beauty of God’s Creation struck me. I had every intention of going to the labyrinth and walking the labyrinth, one of my favorite things to do. However, God had something…
In March, Prairiewoods staff wrote a response plan that envisioned the need to respond to varying stages of how the coronavirus pandemic might manifest locally. We have done our best to be responsive and responsible in decision-making about how available Prairiewoods is to guests and visitors—and to safeguard the health of all our staff. While…