Tag: Mystery

Slow Rejuvenation

Waking up today I didn’t feel like I weighed a thousand pounds. Instead, I felt energy slowly returning to my body and heart. The love and the light are finding their way into me. Rejuvenating me. Being willing to walk through the darkness and…

How and what I am ~ How and what I wish to be

For some reason I don’t exactly understand, and in no particular order, I feel compelled to write and share these facts about myself. I am a: photographic artist writer visionary healer closet designer botanist tarot reader web-mistress & wanna-be internet-marketing-mistress teacher chef gardener plant…

Calm After The Storm

As the days and hours continue to pass, things shift and change, as they always do. That’s the greatest gift and the important thing to remember. Nothing stays stagnant. You can’t step into the same river twice. That’s about all there is to it….

Meeting Bruce Springsteen

The impossible happened. I met Bruce. The entire circumstance of how it happened seems incredibly random and completely perfect. Here’s the story. I live in Asheville, NC, which is about 9 hours from St. Louis. I had been thinking about adding the Sunday, March…

the Mystery

Religion. Spirituality. God. We are religious, or we are not religious. We are spiritual, but not religious. We are atheists. We are agnostics. We pray to Jesus, our savior. We pray to God. We pray but not to anything. We go to church. We…

The River Tour: Pittsburgh 1-16-16

Show #1 of The River Tour. The pics aren’t so great because I was kinda far back. But I needed to illustrate the post with SOMETHING! Hope these at least give a bit of the energy of the night. It was…breathless, breathtaking, big, heart-rending, deep,…

The Far East San Francisco Bay

It turns out that the corridor from Concord to Sunol is absolutely gorgeous.                                

Thinking About God

  Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about God. The Beloved. All that is, and all that animates all that is. The One and The Way. The fragmented fullness of your path unfolding. The Living Map. Trust it.

YES, I Went to Florida!

It was the morning of April 21st and I was sitting in the room in Raleigh that I had rented through Airbnb. My new friend (Liz, from Israel) who I had not yet met in person, had just texted me that she knew someone with an extra General…

Catching My Breath

I’m back! I know the whole idea was to blog about my Bruce adventure while I was in it, but you probably noticed—that didn’t happen. It turns out that seeing eight (yes, 8) Bruce shows means a hell of a lot of driving and not a lot of…

On The Way to Atlanta

I am mid-adventure. Time for a pause. Time to give great appreciation to the mysterious force of synchronicity. As I planned this trip, I followed my intuition to stay this past week Sunday to Friday in an Airbnb in Raleigh. It was near a…

Following Bruce. Why?

In 1975, Born to Run came into my life. It rocked my world. This post is an attempt to explain what Bruce has meant to me—and why I’m following his tour and blogging about it. I was 12 years old. Just starting 7th grade….