S A N C T A S A N C T O R U M

sanctum \SANK-tum\, noun; Alone, this morning, I was thinking about the quietude of the place that I am, the place that I am being in — and I considered — I held, that idea of place and magic. That place of retreat — and respite. Long back, being in...

THE MOTHER OF COURAGE

EXPLORING FEMININE LEADERSHIP The power of the feminine principal I’ve been working with three (new) clients, all women, whose names shall be held in reserve, for now — but it’s interesting to contemplate the character of the feminine, when it comes...

WHAT IS OUT, WHAT IS IN

THE PORTALS TO SEEING SOME ONE WAS TALKING TO ME ABOUT WINDOWS. Actually, I was looking at old windows and wondering about what’s been seen between the seer and the sight beyond. These were old windows — that were removed from houses. They were being sold...

WOULD YOU LOVE ME?

I’M WALKING, AND LOOKING AT SIGNS OF LOVE. Love signs, and signs of love. There are signs of love — it’s that heat, the blush, the rush of connection and relating — that “relating” is this, the carrying of a story that becomes heat,...

THE DISCOVERY OF A SURPRISED BEAUTY

Sometimes, walking, you find things that are left by others — discrete gestures to beauty. They are not intended for all, but for the few — that might be looking. I leave things out — a stack of bones, a scrap of old paper with a mapping stroke on...