JenWReeve

This is not exactly the ideal time of year for it, but barefoot is a joyous state of being for me. That’s why I recently tried barefoot hiking.

Over the weekend, I returned to the earth the contents of a gratitude ceremony I facilitated for a group of women earlier in the week.

Over the summer, I received a three-page handwritten letter from a dear friend I have known for almost 50 years. It was written out of her deep concern regarding my spiritual beliefs.

Pine beetles have made their way down from the higher altitudes to infect some of the trees on my land. I’m heartbroken and afraid.

When I entered the Love the Beauty Way booth at the Awake Festival last weekend, coyote was waiting for me.

I just returned from four glorious early fall days in sunny Montana where vegetable gardens brimmed with fruit, vibrant flowers flaunted their beauty, and my heart felt as wide as the big, blue sky.