Blogging is a Moving Meditation.

BLOGGING as a MOVING MEDITATION: Liminality's thin passage untangles as it weaves, fits in the ineffable nooks and crannies of my heart's prayer wall, like the cracks in pavement, mile markers on the road, windblown whimsical napkin poems written in eyeliner.

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Hold me Jesus- Rich Mullins.

I think he and Keith Green are salient notes in the darkest of spaces.  Thinking of my friend who was a worship leader that died today.  Car accident.  Young with 4 kids.
Hold me Jesus......... and hold his family. amen.

Saturday, October 19, 2013

Learning Lab 2013, Bent Tree Bible Fellowship- Shannon Hopkins

This is my friend Shannon Hopkins.. who has done some amazing work with connection and awareness.  Love this..... fav quote in this clip that to me embodies things...................................  "nobodies Post-Love"-   Here's a word from Shannon:


As you know, we at Matryoshka Haus use creative projects as a way to engage with non christians in the UK.  We have found this to be an effective strategy for developing a community, transforming lives and making a difference in the world.  This summer a group from Dallas came over to see what they could learn from us.  This is a short 2 minute video recap of their time in the UK with Matryoshka Haus.



Transparent House.... This inspires me.

I love the Transparency and to design in order to appreciate the sun sets.

Thursday, October 10, 2013

All Sons & Daughters Performs "Wake Up" at RELEVANT

Sometimes i need to ground in Presence Music............  

My heart's been in a Healing Crisis storm, where the waters are choppy and the wind recalcitrant.  

Tuesday, October 08, 2013

taking some time with it..........

One of the few times i used my 4 person tent whilst in New Zealand.

I actually rather be in the Truck (Maggie) than out in it.

However, it was nice to know there was an option some of the time.

It was absolutely a juxtaposition on many points.

I went to New Zealand on the cusp of some pretty shitty stuff that happened in the states.  Yet, instead of solitude i pretty much dove into a "mosh pit" of  love and life transitions, hormonal states, emotional upheavals; did i mention some of those were mine and i was stellar at not being able to hide it.

I've been back 2 + months and have not been able to put down on paper some of the amazing adventures of that trip.  I've missed those crazy characters on a daily basis.

I think that it's because mostly it's been an inner healing journey part of my life and unpacking that on a blog will take a bit of time in the choice of that revelation.

I do understand that there are some things that "Mary hid in her heart", per say.

So suffice to say that this was a picture of my "tent" overlooking the City of Wellington on some sacred ground.

I might peek out of that "Tent" and share a bit- it's just gonna take some time.