This past week for our Poetry Party I invited you to write love poems to the world – to those ordinary things of our everyday lives which might for a moment become luminous.  Stop by to read the marvelous offerings. The winner of the random drawing for a free registration spot in my upcoming online art retreat for the season of Lent – Soul of a Pilgrim (February 22-April 7, 2012) is Phebe Allen Gustafson.  Phebe, send me your email address and I can get you registered.  Thank you to everyone who participated. If you want to join the online

The Center at St. Andrew’s here in Seattle is sponsoring an icon workshop with Peter Pearson April 26-29 which sounds wonderful!  I encourage my Seattle area friends to go if you have any interest at all.  You can find more information at their website here. Sponsored by The Center at St. Andrew’s with help from the Little Sisters of St. Clare Study with Iconographer Peter Pearson at An Icon Workshop A Brush with God April 26-29, 2012 The Round in Lake City 2212 NE 125th, Seattle, WA 98125 (formerly St. George’s Episcopal Church) Workshop-Studio     Schedule Thursday,     7:00-9:30pm Friday,     7:00-9:30pm

Over the last several months I have been training to teach yoga. I began the program because I have practiced yoga for many years and longed to dive more deeply into it. I expected to fall in love with my own body even more in the process; what I didn’t expect was how much I would fall in love with other people’s bodies as well. As I walk around the studio and students are in their various poses I see the incredible variety in body types, shapes, sizes, flexibility, and bone structure. My training involves hands-on adjustments, which are less

Last fall I participated in a two-week yoga teacher training retreat through the Samarya Center, a wonderful non-profit yoga studio here in Seattle that is committed to making yoga accessible to everyone.  In addition to their regular offering of classes to the general public, they also offer yoga to those in hospice, to veterans, to those suffering with addiction, and many others. Yoga is not just a physical practice at Samarya, the whole rich tradition of yoga philosophy is woven into everthing they do. I have been practicing yoga for about 15 years and while I have long felt drawn

I am posting this information to support the Sisters who lead these retreats.  I am not personally involved in the programs, so if you have questions, please visit their website and contact them directly: Deep in Iowa farming country, stands Our Lady of the Mississippi Abbey. Abiding by the centuries-old Rule of St. Benedict, this contemplative community of Cistercian nuns has left behind the clamor of the 21st century for a cloistered life of prayer based on the monastic values of silence, obedience and humility. But in 2006 the Sisters allowed television cameras inside their abbey along with five women

The Benedictine Sisters of Perpetual Adoration publish a bi-monthly journal called Spirit and Life.  In the January/February 2012 issue they had this to say about  The Artist’s Rule: Nurturing Your Creative Soul with Monastic Wisdom: This author’s work is firmly rooted in Benedictine spirituality, making special note of the “ladder of humility” and Lectio Divina. Moving through the twelve weeks of experimentation with deepening artistic experiences, readers are guided into deeper and broader insights into many aspects of their work and life. They may find that the contemplative aspect of their lives, too, is blossoming. Rather than stressing “how to,” Paintner gives

*Leave a comment on this post in the comment section below and enter a random drawing for a free copy of Simplifying the Soul: Lenten Practices to Renew Your Spirit* I am a big fan of Paula Huston’s work.  Her book The Holy Way: Practices for a Simple Life is one of my favorites and I attended a writing workshop with her a few years ago through the Image Journal in Santa Fe.  She is a generous teacher and writer and when I received her newest book for the season of Lent for the Patheos book club, my heart felt