All the Wonders

This morning, I found a secret message written in the fresh snow of the street. I came upon it backwards -- right to left -- and so...

When I feel despair about The way things are Or hopeless about What is to come. When I feel lost, No longer sure of the paths I am to...

Where is our hope? Love is our joy, our purpose, our anchor, our hope.

I'm excited to announce the arrival of my new book, Davida Angelica Roared . The book is available for pre-orders at a discount through...

“ Davida Angelica Roared  is a courageous book about lions, wounds, and the healing that comes through roaring.”   Thirty years ago I...

I sit down to write And no words come. I am tired, Discouraged, Overwhelmed by the never-ending Reports of disasters and tragedies....

I walk outside And look up at the tree in the front yard. Its branches are bare. Leaves, long shed, Were raked and carried To the...

I am out of balance. Overwhelmed with worry about the sorrows of this world. I am tipping over into fear. Concerned that I won't know how...

The weather app said, “Dense fog advisory.” But up here on the ridge, the fog had begun to melt away. I looked out the kitchen window and...

I’m at the Haden Institute’s summer dream conference. Walking the lake trail, I found this fern in the process of unfurling. It inspired...

Gun-related violence is leading cause of death for children ages 1-19 in the US. -CDC Like the frog waking up to her imminent death in a...

The news about the school shooting at the elementary school in Nashville today has been so hard. I've been wondering what I would say to...

Help me be patient with myself During this metamorphosis. This shedding of what has been: Working Monday through Friday, Week after week,...

I don’t remember when I first fell in love with the wildflower called Shooting Star (Primula sect. Dodecatheon). Back in the late 70s, my...

We Have No Words We have no words To express the depths of our grief, Our sorrow, our outrage, our despair. Lord, have mercy. Christ,...

SoulCollage, 5/21/21, Beth A. Richardson God makes wars cease to the ends of the earth. ... God breaks the bow and shatters the spear;...

This year, may we be kind. May we be brave. May we be resilient. May we listen More than we talk. May we give More than we take. May we...

Birds These mornings, when the world seems so broken, I skip the news and social media. Instead, I go outside and contemplate the sky ......

Each morning and evening The dog and I walk together Up or down the road. We startle a rabbit Somewhere along the way. The rabbit bounds...

Let the noises fall away The chaos and clatter in my ears my brain my heart All this hubbub in my mind This turmoil in my spirit Let it...