I’m hosting a podcast for Spiritual Directors International

February 13th, 2019

Hey there friends, I’m foraying into a new medium – podcasts! In my work at Spiritual Directors International (SDI) – I’m now recording and hosting a weekly podcast called SDI Encounters. It’s about our work at SDI. SDI is a learning community for people who identify as spiritual companions. What’s a spiritual companion? Simply, it’s

Here, Illuminated

December 27th, 2018

One recent morning, I woke at 4:30. I am an early riser, but not this early. My body was fatigued, my eyes groggy, yet my mind decides it’s time to turn on. This morning I don’t resist. I get out of bed and go make coffee to take out to the studio. Usually I journal,

that which is

December 23rd, 2018

This drawing began with crumpling up the paper. Upon unfolding and attempting to flatten the paper, the paper’s original sharpness and crispness is lost, and one is left with a surface that is softened and flawed. The creases mar the surface and are impossible to avoid. Rather than begin a drawing with a fresh sheet

within my darkest night

December 7th, 2018

This Advent season feels especially acute, and frustrating. Every day there is a new report, a new study, a new policy, that steers us towards climate doom. Trying to fathom and live within this truth is almost unbearable. And yet, we cannot wait. What is imagined as a far-off restoration, what is dreamed as salvation,

the way of holiness

December 2nd, 2018

Phoebe Palmer – Letting go of the “great and undefinable exercise” and moving into the “Way of Holiness” – “…that entire devotion of heart and life to God should be the absorbing subject of the succeeding pilgrimage of life.” This concept – “being holy” – can seem daunting, or even viewed negatively. Typically, it would

On Arriving

November 22nd, 2018

Moonrise, Cowlitz Park – oil on canvas – 30″ x 22″ – 2018 “If there remains any vestige of self that can be aware of itself as “having arrived” and having “attained possession”, then it can be sure of the return of the old dread, the old night, the old nothingness, until all self-sufficiency and

Lets Begin

November 20th, 2018

(A slightly edited version of a Facebook post I wrote on Election Day 2018 -mw) I can recall Election Day 2016. I was in the best mood. I remember believing Trump would be obliterated in the election, forced to crawl back under his slimy proverbial rock, and that the ridiculous circus phenomenon of our American