The email invitation to go to Egypt for the solar eclipse in August 1999 hit me in the belly like a lightning bolt. It was one of those rare times in my life when I just knew I had to drop everything and, come hell or high water, follow that thread that pulled me forward from the future. I had to trust that I would be supported to go there.
This essay explores pilgrimage, earth energies and the alchemy of sacred sites – the potential for spiritual transformation offered by embarking on pilgrimage to sites on the earth that have long been sanctified by wonder, ritual, prayer and the footsteps of seekers.
It was only an 18 hour plane ride where I sat sandwiched between two friends, watching 4 movies, awake the whole time, feeling the point we left the Atlantic and crossed into African airspace. It felt like a homecoming in the air. My TMJ that plagued me for a week before the trip, miraculously disappearing.
For years it was my Plymouth Rock. The red rocks called out to me through the ethers. Come back, come back, they would say . . .
A stellar sighting of a pod of dolphins this Winter Solstice morning from the Deerfield Beach pier.. too elusive to
You speak a language not yet discovered… but I heard you. I saw you appear in my dreams swimming up against a giant aquarium glass, tail swishing, water splashing out…
It was a crisp sunny autumn day, a bit breezy for sitting outside perhaps but the storied Lawn of the
Christina Baker Kline (The Orphan Train) and Kristin Hannah (The Nightingale) are . . . EVERYTHING! Christina created the awesome
Perhaps it’s the similarity with the landscape of the land of my birth, Jamaica, that caused me to fall in
Dodona, located in a lush and remote valley in western Greece, is the oldest oracle site in Greece dating back