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Blog: On Wild
Winter’s Call
Living Light by Laura Elliott It happens every year of course—the wintry retreat of earth, pronounced by the new light of the December solstice. We pretty much take for granted the turning of the seasons. And they turn for a reason. Every act of creativity has its...
A Thanksgiving Reflection
A recent morning at breakfast, in the quiet of the dawning light and in the solitude of the candle lit at my table, I penned words of gratitude in my journal, giving thanks for the good night’s sleep, the luxury of my bed, and the comfort of my warm home. Such things...
The Gravity of Darkness
The Gravity of Darkness I welcome the darkening nights of fall into winter. That gradual gathering of the long full skirt of darkness, faithfully orchestrated by earth’s dance with sun, the diminishing of light and warmth that makes me want to snuggle in and slow...
Order and Chaos
This post was first published on 5/30/20 in The Courier—a newspaper in central Illinois. I write a weekly column for the paper, called Wild Heart. The nature of the column was inspired by a radio show that I used to produce and host in Asheville, NC. Also called Wild...
A Wrinkle In Writing Time
New Dawn by Laura Elliott I certainly didn’t intend for this to be an “annual” blog. Yet, it’s been over a year since my last post. I sometimes borrow the title from Madeleine L’Engle’s much loved children’s book, A Wrinkle in Time, when I want to excuse myself for...
The Word Wild
Silver Beach in St. Joseph, MI There’s a line from one of my poems: I surrender to the radical pulse of love. To me, this is the essence of what it means to live with a wild heart—to live in oneness from that deep place within, allowing the pulsing desires of life to...