
Grandmother’s Call
Only when we quiet ourselves long enough are we able to hear the Voice of our faded memory. Continue reading Grandmother’s Call
Only when we quiet ourselves long enough are we able to hear the Voice of our faded memory. Continue reading Grandmother’s Call
Last month we found ourselves in the midst of a heavy snow and ice storm. I wrote this song in the midst of that storm while praying fervently for our sisters and brothers holding space at Standing Rock. It is a prayer of hope for healing during difficult times when we find our hearts on icy roads. I recorded this today just before the power … Continue reading Icy Roads – A Prayer Song