A MURDERED DOG Through a MOTHER’S EYES

When we discuss spirituality we seldom make space for the graphic details. We talk about healing, and light and love, and compassion and kindness and joy. We reach for transformation and ascension and attainment of awareness, and so rarely along this path do we tell the full on truth about…

LIFT ME UP: Reaching Toward Love

Until the cloud weeps, how can the garden flourish? Until the baby cries, how can the milk flow? ~ Rumi Here in Toronto the last few days have brought waves of energy, heavy like a fog, disturbing like smoke, painful like fever. Sirens rise up around the city, and outside…