Do the Gods come to you, do they whisper in your ears, “Stay strong!” Do the Gods come to you, do they whisper in your ears, “You can do this!” Do the Gods come to you, do they whisper in your ears, “You are beautiful!” Do the Gods come to you, do they whisper in your ears? Something does. Gods. Goddesses. Spirit. Your own soul. Something whispers. Are you there to hear it? Are you making time? Or are you caught up in your busyness? Are you sunk in apathy? Curled in fear? Rac

What rests upon the altar of your life? What are you making sacred with your presence? Each morning I light a candle and I pray. I fill the kettle and meditate while the water heats. After time on the bench, I prepare hot water and lemon for my first drink of the day. Someone gifted me with a cup last year. It is simple. Elegant. White on the inside, black outside. No handle. It is meant to be cradled. Inside the rim is written “Rituals…”. The name of a shop in Holland, this

Times can feel tough. When have a sense of feeling squeezed, unmoored, angry, or in distress, help comes through reminders to connect to something larger than is right in front of us. This is one traditional role of the altar: to remind us there is sacred ground. Altar building and tending, like other rituals in our lives, orient us to the world within and around us. These activities remind us to pause for a moment, to breathe, and to reconnect with what feels important to us