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 discard an unrelenting Winter clearly unwilling to leave. Here I journal and meditate, and the east view adds the dimension of dawn. Cloud covers are common here, so the dawn always pushes against the darkness of a clouded night by creating splendid displays of pinks, reds, golds…and eventually daylight. The picture above is a good example of wh

I entered the convent at the age of 16. Undeniably, this was an unusual place for rafting the developmental white waters of late adolescence and early young adulthood. Nonetheless, my years in the nunnery provided me with many powerful life lessons, some more challenging than others. One happened early, my first day. The members of my cohort were being escorted through the dormitory where we would be sleeping. Our escort was an elderly nun, who seemed to me agitated and eve

Prior to the Covid pandemic, there were observable and more subtle fissures in the fabric of life in the US. Many manifested as polarities: two groups of people who simply did not agree on a given issue. Post-Covid, these manifest, and some new ones have emerged. I just completed three back-to-back trips to different parts of the US. Observing and listening were productive investments of my time and energy. “Getting Back to Normal” was one of the emergent themes. And the