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  • Adjusting My Sails

    It’s that time of year again when we have to get our 1978 sailboat ready to launch.  I’m a fair weather sailor.  I don’t really like our boat to be very heeled over. In my head I know the boat won’t tip all the way over, but I still haven’t learned to trust it in…

  • Sacred Ground

    On Sunday Tim and I went to Bandelier National Park to hike up to Cerro Grande Peak (10,199 ft).  The well-marked trail starts through a relatively flat meadow, but soon begins to rise through a pine forest.  Pinecones and needles were scattered all over the ground. The trail is a little over two miles to…

  • Sometimes You Fall

    “This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you.  No one has greater love than this, to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.”   John 15: 12 – 13 It’s a rainy day here in Santa Fe, but the land seems grateful for the moisture. You can smell it in…

  • Breathe

    We find ourselves grieving so much these days. We grieve too many deaths from mass shootings, the rising Covid-19 numbers, and the killing of Daunte Wright in Brooklyn Center by a police officer. We hold our collective breath as the jury deliberates the verdict for Derek Chauvin in the killing of George Floyd. We are…

  • Rising in the Night

    In retirement I often find myself reflecting on the many, many people who guided me on my way. One of my favorite people to remember is Trudy. She came into my office my first week on the job as Pastor of Peace Church and handed me a green recipe box.  I opened the little tin…

  • Holding On

    On Sunday afternoon we walked the trail along Tischer Creek and my husband Tim took this amazing photo.  Beautiful icicles stubbornly clung to the branches leaning over the rushing waters of the creek.  Afterward as I looked at the picture  I thought of the John Prine song, “Make Me and Angel” Make me an angel…

  • Burning with Hope

    “There the angel of the Lord appeared to Moses in a flame of fire out of a bush”. —Exodus 3:2 I’ve been thinking  about Mary Martin a lot this past week.  It’s been six years since she died but I still feel her presence some days. She taught me so much in the over 20 years she…

  • Loving this World

     I spent last week walking among the trees. Finn, our four-year-old golden retriever and I spent our days hiking portions of the Superior Hiking Trail, mostly spur trails like Oberg Mountain, Lake Agnes, Section 13 with its incredible views.  I love the tree shadows of blue against the snow that sun creates this time of…