Rain on me

October 27, 2019 it rained hard in San Nicolas. The rainbirds, the harbingers of crystal clear droplets to come will emerge to sing again next May.  The drizzle will return when dew drops well up in the atmosphere.  A tradition that can be counted among all of our blessings.  Before the pour, the sprinkle lets…

Mirror Reflections

Unplugged from the news, the nasty noise of blame, I am well placed, with ears to hear what the Spirit is singing.  The sweet symphony of a gentle breeze rustling through the trees beckons my consideration of Who blows this unseen wind?   The world is quick to finger point at science, to cast a…

Watering Seeds

Have you lost your color and hope? Is your inner pain a secret to be kept in the shadows? Do you think the Raven is more blessed? Has the garden of your soul wept and dried up beyond repair? Could it flourish again with a wee bit of attention? Does nature have the potential to…