"I don’t understand, but God is the unseen thing that connects my heart to the stars.”
TO THE COMPANY OF PILGRIMS
To the fellow travelers,
The unlooked for blessings,
The gifts on the side of the road,
The angels in the shadows,
The unexpected saviors, The protectors from the storm,
The hidden treasures in the wilderness,
You who have been the company of pilgrims, who have journeyed toward the Great Mystery with me...
Welcome to my Web Site
Anjali is a Sanskrit word that means Offering to the Divine. I choose this word to describe this period of my life. Welcome to my web site. If you are here, you may know me simply as an author. Or you may know me as a teacher. In any case I’m
glad you are here and I hope there will be something here of interest and use to you.
I started a new chapter in my writing and teaching life with the poems in A Mother Knows Her Child. Though I have always been a spiritual seeker, after the life changing experience of being gifted with these poems, I have responded to an impulse to teach classes focused on the Divine as Feminine, as my form of Anjali. The result has been a series of classes called “Spirit in my Life,” a public offering which includes worship and sharing (the Anjali gatherings), several workshops, and of course, more poetry.
I have been fortunate to collaborate with my friend Marilyn Wolf at her venue, Space for Conscious Living, and to serve as a faculty member with her brain child THE SCHOOL, which offers a number of learning experiences that explore the process of conscious living. (see www.spaceforconsciousliving.com).
My spiritual emphasis has always included helping to facilitate social justice and this has not changed. At the SCHOOl we are offering book studies on the role of patriarchy in our spiritual lives, as well as exploring the Divine Mystery as Mother. I believe we are responsible for creating changes that will right the many social wrongs that plague us. As a writer and teacher I believe we must be involved in a way that will help save the planet and ourselves.
So whether I am writing about the Mystery of Divinity as Mother, or social justice, or climate change, and our planet, or the nature of patriarchy, it is always with the consciousness of Anjali. I am committed to the spiritual work I feel I must do. Please take a look at the rest of the web site, and know that I am available for poetry and fiction readings, lecturing, and workshops.
News and Announcements!
Guest Poet - April 26, 2020
The Rev Susan Sherard, our guest writer, is a retired Episcopal priest who now lives in Marshall, NC. Her poem “What If” speaks eloquently of how profoundly we are connected to all of life, both large and small, something very much on our minds today.
A Poem for Earth Day 2020
Let's just imagine: What if,
in staring at that almost-bursting
sage bud in the garden,
or at the finches flaunting
their new yellow coats, or better yet
at the tip of the tiny ear
of the rabbit dreaming
of the feast you planted for yourself
just yesterday; what if,
in hearing the wood thrush's first
song of the season, or the rustle
of what-is-that? in the last
of the dry winter grass, or even
the proud, stolid silence
of the indomitable stink bug; what if,
in beholding these slightest
gestures of life - never to compete
with endless galaxies or viral
pandemics or great forests full
of trees and creatures and two-legged
sweating bodies hiking, blindly, boldly,
through the maze of mystery; what if,
in studying the smallest works
of the hands of creation, we stumble
on some monumental truths, like
what it means to inhabit, gratefully,
only the piece of the picture
that is you, and how well the puzzle,
though impossibly complex, fits together
when we live in right proportion
with all else, edges touching; and what if,
in finding our peace in the sliver
of color or shape or shimmering
on which our senses fall, we discover
the whole of us reflected:
beautiful and shining and true.