God’s Smoldering love
Russian Sage boarders many of the fields of Little Bird Farm here in New Mexico. Its silvery-green stalks and lavender-colored flowers give fragrance to the air and color to the…
brooding in a safe place
Wind howls on the farm here in New Mexico in late summer and fall. Not being a meteorologist, I am not sure why this happens, but it does. It is…
Love notes
My friends came over on multiple nights to drink beer, eat good food and help me to pack my home for the move from the Cathedral to Albuquerque Heading Home. …
they should not meet for coffee…
That God would reconcile with humanity and the sentient beings of this planet by choosing to insert Herself into our time, never ceases to astound me with wonder. Poor John…
letting God kiss us
"But what happens when we open our eyes and see the face of God looking down at us, smiling, delighted with us, sitting in the lotus position in the…
Jesus
When I wake up in the morning I feel like he looks. Determined. Resilient, Trusting nobody. Standing tall even in a onesy. This photo was taken by my Dad when…