InnerWoven

I had the pleasure of attending a daylong training with Michael Meade last month and […]

Once upon a time, in a parallel dimension not so unlike this one, there lived […]

“Imagine the shifting seasons,” her voice drifted over us. “Imagine the sprouts poking through damp […]

I’ve heard it said that a writer loses the muse if they do not speak […]

I lay there on my inflatable pad in the place where the dried grass had […]

As we trudged up the final bank of granite covered with gravel, lungs heaving with […]

I feel like I’m dying. I share this in honor of those of you who […]

I was invited to take a medicine walk. I don’t remember what my intention was. […]

I first met Adam on the baseball field during my lunch break. Someone was playing […]

There are still bits of dried mud on my cheeks from when I decided to […]