Perhaps because we’ve had water flowing so freely from the skies in the Pacific NW, i’ve been contemplating letting go, letting flow, lightening the load on the pilgrimage and i received this dream: i go to my closet for a change of clothes and discover the closet is bare, all i have are the clothes on my back. I am baffled at first about the whereabouts of my clothes until i realize that i have gotten what i have been asking for – that i travel with only a backpack and the clothes on my back letting go of what no longer serves so i am open to filling sacred space with what flows, what serves in this moment…

May flowing waters fill our hearts with beauty