Spiritual Direction & Supervision
offers the gift of compassionate presence, listening and accompaniment on the journey. Spiritual Direction is the gift of someone to sit with you in the garden of your life...
offers the gift of compassionate presence, listening and accompaniment on the journey. Spiritual Direction is the gift of someone to sit with you in the garden of your life...
Erin has served as a speaker in a variety of capacities including as a pastor for nearly 25 years nearly every Sunday...
Erin has led a variety of spiritual events and retreats that have taken place anywhere from an hour, to several hours, a day, or a full weekend.
People who know me know I love baseball. Alright, that may be an understatement. Really, it’s a passion. What most people don’t realize is that my appreciation and passion for baseball go far beyond my love of the Chicago Cubs, or my admiration for their short stop, Javi Báez. Baseball has been a sacred vessel
I spontaneously decided to meet my daughters in San Francisco last Saturday. They were already going. I had planned to “lay low” at home to “recover from an event I had led the night before. A phone call Saturday morning for a simple check in on their way to the Oakland Zoo made us all aware
I’ve been working on putting together an ecumenical book study group to explore Joyce Rupp’s book, Boundless Compassion. I’ve been getting more involved with Joyce’s work in the area of compassion, specifically the promotion of persons deepening their understanding and living of compassion in the world. Facilitating the book study seems a good way to
Most people love Christmas, then move on. Yet the story doesn’t stop at mangers, mules and the birth of a baby. In fact, some folks who set up nativity scenes argue the wisemen shouldn’t be put in until after Christmas. That’s when Epiphany comes, and I love everything about it, from the journeying to the
I live in a place where the seasons are overlapping right now. It’s December 7th and fall is hanging on or lingering. I’m not sure which. At the same time, temperatures and California rains are starting to fall along with the leaves. There are signs of winter. Yet it’s still fall. After over fifteen years
When the World Series was approaching, I found myself in a bit of a dilemma. As an avid Cubs baseball fan, who, if anyone, would I cheer on? Obviously I am not a Boston Red Sox or a Dodger fan. In fact, the Dodgers have been rivals of the Cubs especially at playoff time for
I was at my folks doing yard work last week when I noticed a yellow jacket still, almost pensive, on a blooming flower. It’s basically fall now, so I wondered what was going on. Is he or she getting ready to die? Slowing down at least for winter? I googled and found out that by late
I’m not a Republican, from Arizona, and I didn’t follow his career that closely, so why was I so moved by John McCain’s death and the commentary on his life and death? And does it matter? The second question is a no brainer for this girl. Of course it matters. Anything that stirs us deeply
There are many images and names for God that help us keep expanding our notion of who the Divine is and how the Divine operates and communicates: Bread of Life, Living Water, Rock of Ages, My Hiding Place, Alpha and Omega, Light of the World, The Word, just to name so very few. Yet, we
She’s only a figurine, and yet she speaks to me. She isn’t real. Yet her presence exudes things that enliven and green all that is good in me. How does this African dancer do that? Or is it really the work of something unseen swirling about her and in-between us both. Perhaps such is the