State of Wilderness

There are moments in life when the threads of time shimmer—when people cross your path and something deep inside you knows: this is not random. These are the moments I call magical synchronicities. And lately, they’ve been coming in like waves, gentle but undeniable. It started with Angela—a woman I met through the Houston Sacred…

There is a usual route that I take with my dog on my mindfulness walks on the Shadow Creek Nature Trail. We start at the Kingsley parking lot and walk through the grove of trees on the left to the creek that traces the edge of the wetlands. If no one is back there, I…

The morning of the solar eclipse held the promise of adventure, despite the ominous forecast of thunderstorms. My friend Jamie and I embarked on our journey from Pearland, winding our way through Dickinson toward Galveston. As we approached the Strand, the storm’s impact became undeniable. Water pooled in the streets, rising rapidly, turning the roads…

This morning, three kindred souls embarked on a sacred walk to the labyrinth, weaving our energies together like threads in a cosmic tapestry. We met in the parking lot outside Bistro Menil, gathering as members of the Houston Sacred Women Community, a space where our spirits had intertwined virtually but now found resonance in person.…