Month: December 2017


Christmas sunrises


This Christmas morning sunrise today, on this little New Mexican farm, held the characteristic colors of New Mexican sunrises and sunsets.  The sassy soil has pinks in its hues from the red clay which has, for centuries, flowed down into this valley created by a violent rupture in the earth’s...

We are loved – Christmas Wrapping


A move to a new place is a scary thing to do.  Indeed, psychologists tell us that a move is as stressful as a death of a close relative and that both are the most stressful thing one can experience. When God “moved” to this planet and into time for...

Becoming so as to Awaken in Advent


The struggle to “become” God’s hope for us is not an easy one. One so often feels so alone, so stuck. When I saw this sculpture in a local art gallery, I was struck by how it expresses what it so often feels like to be alive and to struggle...

the gift of an experience


A bunch of new friends came to Little Bird Farm this week to discuss life. I had made this new tea pot (seen above) and another friend had made these new cups.  So we seven celebrated creativity and had a big tea with hot corn bread, marmalade and honey.  We...