Journal of Sacred Work

Erie Chapman Foundation

  • Days 137-138 A Mother’s Letter

    Note: Reflection by Liz Sorensen Wessel To my first born son, Lee I remember driving to work each day and carrying you within me and loving that you accompanied me wherever I went. Oh the anticipation and the joy. After… Continue reading

  • Days 132-136 – What lives in Negative Space?

    Every good artist learns that negative space holds the key to positive space. “Empty” areas allow images to breath, notes to sing & caregivers to listen for Love’s voice. Continue reading

  • Days 130-131 Walking in Unity

    Note: Shared by Liz Sorensen Wessel. On April 29th over 200,000 people marched outside the White House to protest the devastating rollbacks of Obama’s Clean Power Plan. All around the country over 370 sister marches unfolded as people walked in… Continue reading

  • Days 123-124 No Where to Go

    Note: Reflection by Liz Sorensen Wessel. Each morning on my drive to work I see the tents along the river bank and I wonder, who are these people and what are their stories? It is startling to see a river… Continue reading

  • Days 115-116 The Soul of a Mountain

    Note: Excerpt from the writing of David Whyte " The World Also Has a Soul."     "The first step to preserving the soul in our individual lives is to admit that the world has a soul also, and is… Continue reading

  • Days 102-106 – Symbols of Love

    Joseph Campbell defined a symbol as “an energy evoking, and directing, agent.” Hospitals & hospices signal anxiety. The right symbols help Compassion defeat Fear opening the door to healing. Continue reading

  • Days 100-101: Kindness

    "No act of kindness no matter how small…is ever wasted." -Aesop An empathetic gesture, a word of caring or a random act of kindness can awaken one's heart. These experiences evoke a metamorphosis of sorts. Yet it is a very private experience,… Continue reading

  • Days 92-93 Hope

       What gives you hope?   Is it the dawning of a new day or the twilight of stars first twinklings?   A stranger's smile as you glimpse each other's soul in passing or quiet moments of solitude?   What… Continue reading

  • Days 86-91 – Hidden Genius

    There is a genius living in my backyard. It is this Willow Leaf Oak. He features his own brain & a trunk stronger than Goliath. Pansies adore him. Continue reading

  • Days 84-85 Sometimes

    Note: David Whyte's poetry, shared by Liz Sorensen Wessel l Sometimes if you move carefully through the forest breathing like the ones in the old stories who could cross a shimmering bed of dry leaves without a sound, you come to… Continue reading