OWLcourage
a blog invested in hope and creative possibility

I start my day at my dining room table, looking eastward through glass doors to my back yard where Spring is currently laboring to...

I entered the convent at the age of 16. Undeniably, this was an unusual place for rafting the developmental white waters of late...

Prior to the Covid pandemic, there were observable and more subtle fissures in the fabric of life in the US. Many manifested as ...