Flip flops, sidewalk chalk, and an orange leaf. One of these things is not like the others. It doesn’t feel much like Autumn yet around here. Although we’ve tried. We went to an apple orchard last week for all the good stuff- apple cider and donuts and apple pie with cheddar cheese. It was 90 degrees out and we had to fight off a swarm of bees. Yesterday, my daughter and I continued our summer tradition of eating popsicles on our screened-in porch during a rainstorm. We watc

A I walked the narrow trail from the Argyll hotel to the Abbey I was taken by the thought of just how many people over centuries have walked, prayed, cried, and laughed here. Long before the Abbey was built there were people living here to greet Columba when he arrived in 563 AD. Since then the island has been raided by Vikings, become the center for Christian missionary activity to northern England, and the burial place for several Kings from Scotland, England, and Norway. T

Recently I was interviewed by a journalist from a religious journal who wanted to know my understanding of Celtic Spirituality. I had thought about what he might ask so I was somewhat prepared for his questions. I wasn’t prepared for how little he knows about Celtic Spirituality. It was quite a challenge. I don’t know how successful I was in explaining that, to me, Celtic Spirituality is not to be found in an institution but that it is a way of life; a way of living; a way of

I'm excited to journey with you as I travel the U.K. with family, friends and on my own. Our final destination is the Celtic Holy Land of Iona and I look forward to sharing the Spirit as it moves within and among us along the way! I'll be posting frequently on to the Across the Pond page of our Celtic Way website. In the meantime I'd like to have some fun with you. Who ever comes up with the best caption for the sign pictured here, taken while in Dublin, will win breakfast o

Beloved Rosie, my sons’ families’ Swiss Mountain dog, when she is left out on the deck alone or isn’t getting the attention she craves will moan: “row, row, row, row” which sounds for all the world like: “nobody loves me, nobody loves me”. Sometimes I feel like that too. All it takes is a good ear scratch to fix her problem. But of course, that’s never quite enough. And I must admit that a little attention fixes me up, and no it is never quite enough either. This plant got st