Our Lady of the Red Thread

Particle Prayermaking

Shiloh Sophia — Sat, 19 May 2012 14:19:20 +0000

Particle Prayermaking

Right at the edge of myself

the place where I end

and you begin,

right there in between

the particles we are

there is another place

A place between places

a space between spaces

where spirit and matter

meet and where the miracles

that could be are within

our reach if we knew to reach

What are the thoughts

we haven’t thought yet?

The ideas of our

consciousness that although

we have access to,
we don’t know quite

how to get into that field

where so much light

becomes available

and we can see into

the places we could

not see into just moments before

This field of possibility

is where the angels

extend their wings

and where stardust lingers

and we have a sense that

it is here. Right now.

The divine intersecting

with the human

In the dry mouthed murmurs

in the storyweaving hands

in the illustrations that draw themselves

in the unsung songs humming

in the dance that moves you inside

in the breath that breathes you

in the image that frees you

in the language of the soul

in the unseen key turning

in the invisible lock floating

in the downloading downline

where the ides stream in

in the hopeful inquiry

that is willing to ask questions

without answers and be content

in the wounded heart opening

inside the whole human being

called me. called you. called us

We are

You are

The Beloved is.

I will meet you there.

Because there is no place

that I would rather be

than beside you

particle prayermaking

in the space between

spaces.

When we go back to our

daily chores, after visiting

that realm and are renewed

our faces sparkle with

stardust and our

family wonders where we’ve

been even though

we didn’t even appear

to leave the kitchen

and the salty dough is still

being kneaded in our

capable hands.

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Shiloh Sophia Studios — Mon, 14 May 2012 14:49:19 +0000

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Happy Feast Day – Black Madonna slideshow of my painting process!

Shiloh Sophia — Thu, 03 May 2012 23:40:04 +0000

One Who Shows the Way
The Black Madonna of Czestochowa

Today we celebrate the Feast Day of Our Lady of Czestochowa, The Black Madonna.

Dear Ones,
I write to you today from the Red Thread Cafe. The day is filled with mist and mystery and I am about to go for a long afternoon walk, I am sure with weather like this, there has to be a rainbow somewhere….

Yesterday I finished a step by step painting series inspired by her image, and this is the slideshow! I make new videos for new Madonna’s every single month and today is her feast day, May 3. I did something different this time, I did it with no audio – wow! I have been wanting to try one like that to share with other languages and the deaf community – and I have finally done it – I hope to share a dvd of it soon!

Our Red Madonna creative spiritual community of women is ongoing, so if that sounds good to you – come paint and pray with us.

Learn more HERE

Will you light a candle in her honor tonight? I will.

With Heart,

Shiloh Sophia

Born in Fury

Shiloh Sophia — Sat, 28 Apr 2012 21:56:15 +0000

BORN IN FURY POETRY AUDIO by SHILOH SOPHIA

I wonder, what the thought is, that I haven't thought yet.

Shiloh Sophia — Thu, 26 Apr 2012 17:49:51 +0000

Reblogged from Cosmic Cowgirls Magazine:

I wonder what the thought is that I haven’t thought yet.

I ask myself this question almost every day. It is how I get ACCESS to my own information. How I enter the part of my conscious and unconscious self to get TO the very places I know need to be illumined to have a wonder-filled life. I am in love with wonder – living a life where aliveness, wonder and creativity reign – this is my choice.

Did you come out of your tomb yet? There is a reason if you haven’t….

Shiloh Sophia — Sat, 14 Apr 2012 14:08:08 +0000

Dear Ones,

I don’t know about you, but last Sunday many of my friends and family were not ready to come out of the tomb with Jesus yet. The stone had not been rolled away and we had not yet entered the garden. It was interesting to find just how many of us felt this way, though none of us spoke of it until afterward. I found myself going to church alone, buying a chicken for my family and chocolate chip cookies and walking the Golden Gate Bridge for the first time.

And so this is an invitation for you too to come forth from whatever cave you might have been hiding in until the right moment when the light shines upon your upturned face. I wish I could have you all over for a feast, many of us will be gathered at my home for ham, sweet potatoes and a little sermon if I can muster my courage.

According to the old calendar, we are right on time, Orthodox Easter – called Pascha is this Sunday so we will be celebrating it along with millions of others. You might wonder why there is a variance in dates, it is pretty interesting actually. The Orthodox Easter is based on the ACTUAL astronomical FULL MOON and the Vernal Equinox and that the Resurrection happens, AFTER Passover. The Western Church sometimes has Easter weeks before Passover, uses the Gregorian Calendar and uses a fixed date for Equinox and on the ecclesiastical full moon instead of the actual. It is no wonder we are confused, and why energetically it does not line up in our bodies, spirits and souls.

So if you didn’t feel the RISING UP this year…come Feast with us or light your own candle for the rising up and resurrection. Tonight, Sabbath Saturday night at midnight in the ORTHODOX calendar, Pascha really begins, Pacha literally means, Passover, while the word Easter comes from a different tradition. If you are anywhere near an Orthodox church, you will find a sanctuary lit with hundreds of candles at midnight and songs of beauty and hope.

The key question is this -

Why do you seek the living among the dead?
I know for myself, it is time to connect with the resurrecting power of the Lord Jesus, to release the past and its sorrow and enter into the garden of love.

With heart and hope,
Shiloh Sophia

Easter Bible Verses From Luke 24:1-12 ESV

(1) But on the first day of the week, at early dawn, they went to the tomb, taking the spices they had prepared. (2) And they found the stone rolled away from the tomb, (3) but when they went in they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. (4) While they were perplexed about this, behold, two men stood by them in dazzling apparel. (5) And as they were frightened and bowed their faces to the ground, the men said to them, “Why do you seek the living among the dead? (6) He is not here, but has risen. Remember how he told you, while he was still in Galilee, (7) that the Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men and be crucified and on the third day rise.” (8) And they remembered his words, (9) and returning from the tomb they told all these things to the eleven and to all the rest. (10) Now it was Mary Magdalene and Joanna and Mary the mother of James and the other women with them who told these things to the apostles, (11) but these words seemed to them an idle tale, and they did not believe them. (12) But Peter rose and ran to the tomb; stooping and looking in, he saw the linen cloths by themselves; and he went home marveling at what had happened.

Feast of the Annunciation Sermon and Red Madonna Radio Launch coming…

Shiloh Sophia — Mon, 26 Mar 2012 01:19:23 +0000

Hello my dear ones,

I wanted to share three things with you today…

Today I recorded a video of some sharings on the FEAST OF THE ANNUNCIATION – and you can find theme HERE

and I wanted to invite you to join me for the launch of Red Madonna Radio on April 1, my new show and blog…and yes it’s true this one will be disappearing very soonn…..

AND if you were waiting to join us on The Red Madonna Painting and Writing course online – we are painting the Magdalene in April…you can come if you like…

With heart,

Shiloh Sophia

The Spirit of Hope – A Writing for Spring Equinox

Shiloh Sophia — Mon, 19 Mar 2012 16:24:41 +0000

The Spirit of Hope by Shiloh Sophia

The Spirit of Hope – A Writing for Spring by Shiloh Sophia

It is Spring Eve, she said to all the Doubts.
Gather around! All of you.

One by one, she called their names aloud:
Fear…Neglect…Sadness…Guilt…Worry…
Lack…Shame…Carelessness…Overdoing…
Like little mice in a fairy tale gone wrong
they congregated at the hem of her garment.
With kindness and fierceness in her voice,
She continued to call on all that prevents:
Gather around! All of you!
Non-Action…Blame…Regret…Cold Heart…
Envy…Judgment…Greed..Malice…
and you too, yes you! Mediocrity. Cynicism.
and Just Joking. And you!
Unwilling to change. Unwilling to look.
Unwilling to see what is needed.
Unwilling to Hope.

It is nighttime and the fireflies
are the only thing lighting the room,
and when all the parts of all of these
were gathered at the feet of the Blessed Mother,
this is what she said:

It is Spring Eve, and you all know what that means.
As I speak these words, the Spirit of Hope
is being renewed. All of you have your part
in the Great Way of how all things work:
To alert us and teach us – to guard us and to warn us -
to remind us – to get us to pay attention -
to choose differently and to overcome.
And for this, I thank you.
However, in any given situation, once your part is done -
your presence is no longer needed,
nor does it serve.

Now, I am calling forth your elder twin cousins:
Old Patterns! Come! and Not Enough! Come!
With a swirl of dust they came in.
The chatter of all the others increased,
getting louder and louder and…
QUIET! Everyone!
This is how people feel when you are all in the room!
The rooms of their hearts and minds!
They cannot even hear themselves think.
Hearing my voice is even harder.
Because you are all so demanding.

My Children try everything to quiet you.
Prayer, therapy, anger management, workshops,
spells, potions, mantras, self help books, doctors, drugs,
television and escapism of very kind.

Everything! All to try to quiet you
so they can be at peace with themselves
and the uncertainty of all things.

But it is their job to do the work! shouted Blame.
They have too much baggage to get started, quipped Non-Action.
They cannot do it! exclaimed Fear.
Whatever, muttered Mediocrity, with a shrug.
I’m not going anywhere, said Old Patterns nonchalantly.

ENOUGH! Silence! ALL of you are here to serve,
not to be served. And it just so happens
that you are not in charge. At all.
Those gathered began to cower.

I declare the First Day of Spring to be forever more
dedicated to the SPIRIT of HOPE.
I declare the First Day of Spring to be forever more
presided over by the POWER of LOVE.
Those gathered began to dissolve.
And then she released her decree.

I do hereby decree:
CREATIVITY shall illumine our minds and hearts
to choose powerfully, on our own behalf,
the way of being that enables us to live the most vital life.
CREATIVITY shall reign as the antidote
to all patterns of thinking that do not serve.
CREATIVITY focused with the intention of creating wellness
will inform us about the highest good of all.
CREATIVITY!

By the time she finished speaking the last word
there was nothing left but a tiny pile of sparkles and dust
in the middle of her kitchen floor.
She got out the Great Broom of her Grandmother
that her Grandfather had made
for just such an occasion and she swept the tiny pile
into her solid gold dustpan.
She opened the kitchen window, and with a great breath
she blew the contents out the window.

They swirled up to make their own constellation
and spiraled into the cosmos.
She called that configuration What Was.
And she set the Seven Sisters to watch over them.

Then she sat back in her rocker
with a cup of rose petal and jasmine tea
in the newly created stillness of What Was,
her silver cat, Jupiter curled at her feet.
And she meditated upon What Was To Come.

She knew that Creativity would do the trick.
It always does. She mused.
In our soul resides the spark of the creative fire
whose activity, when tended, will light the path.
And one does not have to be an artist,
to do this creative work of Banishing the Doubts.
But if one will choose to use the tool of creativity
as the approach to the work of being well—
progress happens! We gain access
to our own inner resources and reasoning.
And that is connected with
the Wisdom of the Great Creative One,
The Creator.
Then the choices we make are empowering.

We must all learn to deal with these influences-
no matter what one calls them-that distract, and accuse.
We must learn to banish them.
We must learn to practice wellness as a way of being.

Gathering her turquoise shawl
around her hair and shoulders
in the quickening dawn she says,
It is my job
to keep those influences that harm
as far away from my children as possible,
and to provide them the tools to do the work with me.
Tools like Faith. Practice. Wisdom. Study. Art Making.
Song and Dance. Hope and Creativity.
She lights a candle for her night watch,
going over in her mind and heart the week ahead,
always mixed with the pain of Death,
and with the joy of yet New Life.
Then there is the power of the ritual
of observing her Son’s journey -
it’s parallels and consequences
in the physical and spiritual lives of her other children.

So much left to be resolved.
So much that just cannot be explained or understood.
Still, New Life continues and flourishes.
That is what her Son brings. Resurrection of the body and spirt.
Life is filled with them mystery of how it works together for good.
Death and New Life. Side by side.
Sorrow and Joy. Despair and Hope.

She wants her children to know
that New Life is possible!
And, no matter how bleak it might look,
it is happening every second.
She wants her children to know
that they do not have to understand everything
in order to overcome.
The Creator is always with every single one of you
she says.

She walks into her garden – smelling dew and dawn.
Daffodil, Narcissus, Hyacinth, Red Rose, Lily, ah, the Star Gazer.
The Sun is about to get up. It’s first slim rays glimmer
through the cherry blossoms and cast light on her hands.
She looks at her hands,
appreciating them for all their handiwork.
That white robin flies to her window sill, and watches her.
She raises her arms and opens her palms to the sky.
Her heart flame illuminates the dawn.
She lifts up her voice.

COME RENEWAL! COME FORGIVENESS!
COME All YE FAITHFUL! COME HEALING!
COME BLESSINGS! COME NEW LIFE!
GRATITUDE, COME!

At the sound of her voice
all over the world
the tulips poke up their heads.
Little lambs, saying their little baaaaah,
stumble to their feet.
Birds begin their chorus of song.
Whales send up flurries of sea water.
Buds break open.
Children begin stirring….

COME SPIRIT of HOPE!
She calls into the gold pink morning light.
And she feels that all is well.

She returns to her kitchen
and hears the stirrings of her beloved,
she pour his cup of coffee.

Good Morning My Beloved! Happy Spring!
They smile and kiss one another.
She puts honey and cream in the big white mug of coffee.
As they sit around the kitchen table, he says
We have such a busy Holy week ahead!
The whole kitchen and the whole earth, and you, are glowing!
I can see that you have already gotten us off to a mighty start!
Oh yes, she replies, smiling. Oh yes.

Dear Ones,
I share this writing with you each Spring. And today is bright SPRING Equinox I breathe a sigh of relief that we are heading into the light. A dark passage of the soul is work we all must do and today, yes today I am ready to find my way to the light. Willing to extend my heart into my future. Ready to connect my hope to yours and to all beings. This week on March 25 we also celebrate the Feast of Our Lady of the Annunciation – a time of yearning and yes. Over on the Red Madonna, 85 women are painting and writing this theme into their work…and as each of us explores for ourselves that which we are saying yes to… I ask you now. What are you saying yes to?

I am saying yes to joy again.

Blessed Be to you…
Shiloh Sophia

Here is the Feast of the Annunciation information from Wikipedia -

Annunciation by Paolo de Matteis, 1712. The white lily in the angel’s hand is symbolic of Mary’s purity ^[1] in Marian art.^[2]

The Annunciation (anglicised from the Latin Vulgate Luke 1:36-39 section title: Annuntiatio nativitatis Christi), also referred to as the Annunciation to the Blessed Virgin Mary or Annunciation of the Lord, is the Christian celebration of the announcement by the angel Gabriel to Virgin Mary, that she would conceive and become the mother of Jesus the Son of God. Gabriel told Mary to name her son Jesus, meaning “Savior”. Many Christians observe this event with the Feast of the Annunciation on 25 March, nine full months before Christmas. According to Luke 1:26, the Annunciation to Mary occurred “in the sixth month” of Elisabeth’s pregnancy with the child later called John the Baptist.^[3]

Approximating the northern vernal equinox, the date of the Annunciation also marked the New Year in many places, including England, where it is called Lady Day. Both the Roman Catholic and Eastern Orthodox Churches hold that the Annunciation took place at Nazareth, but differ as to the precise location. The Church of the Annunciation marks the site preferred by the former, while the Greek Orthodox Church of the Annunciation marks that preferred by the latter.

The Annunciation has been a key topic in Christian art in general, as well as in Roman Catholic Marian art, particularly during the Middle Ages and Renaissance.

Activate Your VISIONARY WOMAN - yes right now.

Shiloh Sophia — Thu, 08 Mar 2012 22:04:35 +0000

Reblogged from Cosmic Cowgirls Magazine:

On the eve of INTERNATIONAL WOMAN’S Day I asked myself WHO I should honor and focus on. The answer: The visionary woman within each of us.

WHO IS VISIONARY WOMAN?

She is the visionary muse that lives within each one of us who listen to us, knows us and continually invites us to express ourselves. Visionary Woman has the ability to see between the worlds.

Forgiveness Sunday – A Co-Creative Act: A sermon from the couch

Shiloh Sophia — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 15:38:24 +0000

Master, Teacher of wisdom,

Bestower of virtue,

You teach the thoughtless and protect the poor:

Strengthen and enlighten my heart.

Word of the Father,

Let me not restrain my mouth from crying to you:

Have mercy on me, a transgressor,

O merciful Lord!

Sermon from the Couch

Dear Ones,

Today is forgiveness Sunday in the Orthodox faith, and to those of you who are called, I wanted to invite you to the Rite of Forgiveness. The hymn above is what is sung and the Psalm below is one of the ones that is read in the Orthodox Church.

I truly believe in the Rite of Forgiveness – and in my own heart if I had to sum up the greatest work of medicine of Christ and his Mother Mary was to bring the balm of forgiveness to earth. These are just opinions and ideas…nothing intended to assert truth in any way – just a pondering upon this day and Christ’s ultimate gift to us. Take what is useful for you and forgive me if I offend you for my seeking God in this way, and it is my longing to understand and share it with you, that I work from in my painting and writing.

I feel that His death, is the ‘moment’ in which that special profound energy was released on the planet for all. If I look around at the challenges in this world – and the people I work with, and if I had to so say what was the absolute hardest thing that we are dealing with – do you know what I would say- I would say – how hard we are on ourselves. How negatively we think about ourselves and our past – how often we burden ourselves with stories of our own inadequacy. When we cannot get off of our own case – it is hard to be free to move in the world when we hold ourselves to such standards and when others hold us to such standards. Where is the freedom to be ourselves, be messy, make mistakes and know it is a natural part of life? What is not natural is continuing to beat ourselves up for all of our broken vows to ourselves and others.When Christ came to do His work, He gave us the ‘path’ off of that way of living – off the karmic wheel – off needing to ‘pay’ for how we have been to ourselves an others. His medicine is freedom from having to KNOW how to solve our own challenges – a dispensation of supernatural grace that acknowledges that we don’t know how to handle ourselves, and so He agreed to help us out with that place we have the hardest time healing – our view, image, way of being with our very own selves.

I know that church, government, parents and often those closest to us have used Christ’s story to beat us down even more, and instill that oh so unfavorite way, ‘guilt’ into our beings – to control us through keeping us wrong. When we move from being wrong, all of our choices reflect that instead of moving from a place of wholeness. We don’t have to live there anymore. And in fact, it is downright unhealthy, we are adults now and it is our CHOICE how we hold ourselves in our own hearts and minds.

So this is an invitation, not to feel guilty for what has happened – liberate yourself from that bondage, and if you are willing, ask Christ to take it from you – lay it as His feet, in His Name. It has been often said that those who expect Christ to take away their sin are trying to get out of something – using it as a crutch to feel better – taking an easy way out. Have you ever TRIED to surrender something to God? Then you know in some ways the surrendering of it is even harder than the old way of holding onto it.

Forgiveness is a co-creative act – once we ask for forgiveness and are brave enough to lay it down…our part, our part is to BELIEVE that we did it and TRUST that is happened in REAL time and REAL spirit and to remember that we did the work and God met us there in the middle of our doubt and fears and shame and worry. Then when the ‘whatever it is’ that we surrendered into the light of forgiveness comes back up, instead of letting it run away with us, we ‘remember’ that we did the work already and again, trust that it has occurred. Our minds don’t always run in tandem with reality and our hearts, so sometimes we think if the issue rises again in our minds, maybe God didn’t forgive us or maybe we didn’t finish the work, or maybe there is more to do on it. That is up to you to decide, but in my own experience, it is mostly that we need to REMEMBER that the work has already been offered to GOD and to let ourselves be free in the knowledge that we are loved by the Divine oh so very much right where we are.

So let us remember that the Rite of Forgiveness is a co-creative act. The Divine will meet us a the crossroads, and we must be brave enough to bring our baggage and lay it down. And then…remember that what we have asked, has been granted it, In Jesus Name.

Is there someone or something still lingering for which you need release? Is there someone or something that you need to ask forgiveness for? Is there a place in you that you need to forgive. Do you, need to forgive God if you have struggled so much more than you thought you could bear? What is wanted, needed today, this day when millions ask one another for forgiveness as we enter into the Lenten Season tomorrow – what do you need to surrender?

ON a personal note…

Santiago and I are cuddled up under the blankets and I am drinking tea on at the Red Thread Cafe while I write this sermon on the couch – I wrote it for my Red Madonna Sisterhood but it wanted to come over here as well. I am on the way to church with my mom, Caron this morning. Then for salsa dancing and then for candlelight vigil to TUNE into what for Lent, am I surrendering into the ‘bright sadness’.

This world has unspeakable sorrow, and for me, Lent is the time to let myself feel that, to not be in denial about the loss. 40 days leading up to the Passion in which I can explore the deep dark parts of me – the unresolved, messy, unhealed parts of myself and our beautiful broken open world as I ponder Christ’s path. I need to look at the ways I am dependent on things other than God for my strength, insight, freedom and play. And so I shall. On my first Forgiveness Sunday I kneeled and begged forgiveness from over 100 people that I did not know. Even the priests do it. It is incredible. There is something that happens to you – to ask forgiveness from people you do not know — and have not harmed directly. It is a mystical happening I don’t have words for. But with that in mind, I ask you…

Please forgive me. Lord have Mercy.

I will light a candle for the Red Madonna Sisterhood and for you – and include you in my prayers as I gaze up at the Theotokos holding her baby. The Church I am going to, I am so happy to say is one where my late Grandmother Helen and I went to light candles one day – and I know she leads me there today. I chose the image above as a sign of tenderness, that we may be tender with ourselves and know that God too, is as tender with us as Mary is with her baby God.

In love,

Shiloh Sophia

Psalm 103

Bless the Lord, O my soul; O Lord my God, Thou hast been magnified exceedingly. Confession and majesty hast Thou put on, Who coverest Thyself with light as with a garment, Who stretchest out the heaven as it were a curtain; Who supporteth His chambers in the waters, Who appointeth the clouds for His ascent, Who walketh upon the wings of the winds, Who maketh His angels spirits, and His ministers a flame of fire, Who establisheth the earth in the sureness thereof; it shall not be turned back for ever and ever. The abyss like a garment is His mantle; upon the mountains shall the waters stand. At Thy rebuke they will flee, at the voice of Thy thunder shall they be afraid. The mountains rise up and the plains sink down, unto the place where Thou hast established them. Thou appointedst a bound that they shall not pass, neither return to cover the earth. He sendeth forth springs in the valleys; between the mountains will the waters run. They shall give drink to all the beasts of the field; the wild asses will wait to quench their thirst. Beside them will the birds of the heaven lodge, from the midst of the rocks will they give voice. He watereth the mountains from His chambers; the earth shall be satisfied with the fruit of Thy works. He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and green herb for the service of men, To bring forth bread out of the earth; and wine maketh glad the heart of man. To make his face cheerful with oil; and bread strengtheneth man’s heart. The trees of the plain shall be satisfied, the cedars of Lebanon, which Thou hast planted. There will the sparrows make their nests; the house of the heron is chief among them. The high mountains are a refuge for the harts, and so is the rock for the hares. He hath made the moon for seasons; the sun knoweth his going down. Thou appointedst the darkness, and there was the night, wherein all the beasts of the forest will go abroad. Young lions roaring after their prey, and seeking their food from God. The sun ariseth, and they are gathered together, and they lay them down in their dens. But man shall go forth unto his work, and to his labor until the evening. How magnified are Thy works, O Lord! In wisdom hast Thou made them all; the earth is filled with Thy creation. So is this great and spacious sea, therein are things creeping innumerable, small living creatures with the great. There go the ships; there this dragon, whom Thou hast made to play therein. All things wait on Thee, to give them their food in due season; when Thou givest it them, they will gather it. When Thou openest Thy hand, all things shall be filled with goodness; when Thou turnest away Thy face, they shall be troubled. Thou wilt take their spirit, and they shall cease; and unto their dust shall they return. Thou wilt send forth Thy Spirit, and they shall be created; and Thou shalt renew the face of the earth. Let the glory of the Lord be unto the ages; the Lord will rejoice in His works. Who looketh on the earth and maketh it tremble, Who toucheth the mountains and they smoke. I will sing unto the Lord throughout my life, I will chant to my God for as long as I have my being. May my words be sweet unto Him, and I will rejoice in the Lord. O that sinners would cease from the earth, and they that work iniquity, that they should be no more. Bless the Lord, O my soul.

The sun knoweth his going down, Thou appointedst the darkness, and there was the night. How magnified are Thy works, O Lord! In wisdom hast Thou made them all.

Glory to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit, both now and ever, and unto the ages of ages. Amen.

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia. Glory to Thee, O God. Thrice.

Our Lady of the Red Thread

Particle Prayermaking

Particle Prayermaking

Join me today…turn The Red Key Ritual to the future….(or get recording)

Happy Feast Day – Black Madonna slideshow of my painting process!

One Who Shows the Way The Black Madonna of Czestochowa

Born in Fury

I wonder, what the thought is, that I haven't thought yet.

I wonder what the thought is that I haven’t thought yet.

Did you come out of your tomb yet? There is a reason if you haven’t….

Feast of the Annunciation Sermon and Red Madonna Radio Launch coming…

The Spirit of Hope – A Writing for Spring Equinox

Activate Your VISIONARY WOMAN - yes right now.

Forgiveness Sunday – A Co-Creative Act: A sermon from the couch

Psalm 103

One Who Shows the Way
The Black Madonna of Czestochowa