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March Newsletter

Friends, “Waking Up” by John Mark Pantana This year is off to a running start. You may have noticed that it has been over a month since my last newsletter. I have been spending the time moving into a new space on a property with a friend. This property will be a space for people...

Take what you need…

By Maya Goodyear Open the old doors. Take what you need… Permission to be yourself. To speak your mind. To fight your cause. To ask for help. To put words to your deepest heart aches. To invite fresh wind into an old dream. To let go of the excess stuff. To shed the old obligations....

December Newsletter

Merry Christmas! Our November Crafted event was a soaring success! The community gathered in a barn in Englewood while Teresa prayed and Matt Weesner played music that surrounded the room. They were a voice of love and presence. Some Thoughts I don’t know about you, but for me life has felt like a tight string....

Night Prayer

by Sara Goodyear. O Come, O Come, Immanuel, And ransom captive Israel, That mourns in lonely exile here, Until the Son of God appears. Rejoice! Rejoice! Immanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel This is an image of Advent — of lament and longing, but also of hope.  In this painting by Michael Cook, a...

Through the Gate!

By Sara Goodyear Malcolm Guite is my favorite poet! In this poem entitled “Through the Gate” he captures a vision of true freedom and joy in Christ, and how our honesty with what is true about ourselves opens the gate. He prefaces his poem by saying, “We, who build so many Hells on earth, need...

October Newsletter

This morning the leaves crunched under my feet on a nice walk to the local coffee shop. My conversation with my mom on the phone was periodically interrupted with a “hello” from a fellow passerby. This week was particularly busy and maybe for that reason, the little crunch under the feet felt like a particular...

Reflections on the Heart

by Maya Goodyear The heart is infuriating. It is the crossroads of soul and body and a hidden maze of wisdom and hatred. But OH how desperate are we to hear from our hearts … In seminary, in my “Spiritual Formation” class, **watch me push up my blue light glasses** We do this thing where...