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The Golden Thread: How I Found My Spiritual Crazy Quilt
In this piece, I (perhaps) overuse the metaphor of a patchwork quilt. It’s one of my favorites, as it applies to communities and families of every type. Sometimes, the color palette is monochromatic– people in a community have many, many similarities. Sometimes the colors and shapes a complementary– beautiful in their balance. And sometimes, you…
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A Galactic Praise Song: My Dad’s Signs from the Other Side
This is what the Wisdom Studies actually prepare you for. Not the lessons about crystals or breath work or auric reading—though those matter too. They prepare you for the moments when the ground disappears beneath your feet, and you discover you’re still standing. Because the foundation goes deeper than the ground
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How Diesel Fuel Softened My Grief: On Learning to “Experience”
By Amy Marotz, M.Ed. My grandfather, Grandpa Ed, was a second-generation Czech immigrant who dairy farmed the same land in northern Minnesota his entire working life. He was a man of few words and enormous hands—hard-working in the way that generation was hard-working, which is to say he didn’t know another way to be. But…
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Belief Clearing in a Time of Awakening
Releasing the Old Stories So Consciousness Can Evolve Over the past few months, something interesting has been happening in my client sessions. Many of the people reaching out to work with me have been arriving with a similar question: “Why am I suddenly questioning everything? Why do I feel this way?” They describe feeling as…
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Speak Only if it Improves Upon the Silence
Speak Only If It Improves Upon the Silence | GoodKnight.org Philosophy · Spirituality · Personal Growth Speak Only If It Improves Upon the Silence — Mahatma Gandhi “In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light.” — Mahatma Gandhi The Power You Don’t Announce · On silence, humility, and knowing…
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What if the secret to better parenting was already living inside every grandparent?
What if the secret to better parenting was already living inside every grandparent? Personal Reflections · Parenting · Grandparenting What if the secret to better parenting was already living inside every grandparent? A reflection on love, presence, and the freedom that comes with time As my next full trip around the sun approaches — 64…
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Fractals, Cats, and the Secret Hidden in Plain Sight
I didn’t have a name for what I was seeing. But I knew, in the way you know things before you have language for them, that I had just been shown something important.
Then the teacher said the word: fractals.
And then — in what might be the most ambitious thing a middle school teacher has ever attempted the day before a holiday break — she challenged us to draw our own.
It was a little heady. We were twelve. But we leaned over our desks and started designing patterns we liked, then tried to extend them outward — from a Post-it note to a full sheet of paper to, eventually, the chalkboard. Watching a pattern you invented with your own hand scale upward like that, staying true to itself at every size, is not something you easily forget.
For an artist already wired to seek pattern and complexity in everything, it was a small detonation.
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What If the Most Important Thing We Can Teach Children Is How to Feel?
A ‘Roadschooler’s’ Guide to Sacred Sites, Shared Humanity, and the Curriculum No Classroom Can Contain It was a scorching afternoon in Arizona, and my students were doing everything right: cooling cloths draped around their necks, sun hats pulled low, camelbacks full of water. We were on our way to Kartchner Caverns in Tucson—but first, a…
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What I Learned by Listening to the Earth
It started with stillness There’s a particular kind of quiet that only arrives when you stop trying to find it. Not silence, exactly — the birds are still singing, the wind still moves through the branches — but a quality of settled presence that feels different from the noise most of us swim through each…
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The Earth Remembers First: What Spring Has Always Known
Winter has a contracting quality — and there’s beauty in that. The introspection, the stillness, the going-within. But spring invites expansion. It invites you outside, back into your senses, back into your body. And when you’re fully present in your body — when you can feel the sun on your face and smell that dark, alive earth — the observer naturally comes online.
I notice it in myself every year. Something loosens. I become more curious and less defended. My dreams get richer. My intuition gets clearer. The ancient teachers would have recognized this as exactly right — spring is a time for the inner senses to reawaken alongside the outer ones.
