Author Archives: amy j howton

last night i took the girls to mom’s for pizza. well, dewey’s pizza, which is a whole other thing. on the feast day of saint brigid, goddess of threshold and fire, i found myself in an in-between time and space. here, i sat at my mother’s table with my two growing-up daughters–meg, 13 and kate,Continue reading “imbolc: in the belly”

harm is never done in isolation. violence is never private. pain is never meant to be experienced alone. because we are connected. trauma is not the event. it is the response to it. or perhaps more aptly, the lack thereof. what does it mean to acknowledge harm done and respond it to that harm, inContinue reading “nope”

“i’m here for transformation”–a mantra of sorts these past years, months, with a particular pitch these past weeks. i’m interested, devoted to creating a new story of love and connection. this requires transformation. it requires metabolizing the pain and trauma in the creation of new life. when we are clear on what we want andContinue reading “transformation”

last night’s bengals and bills game was a game-changer. i am not a football fan and generally am not tuned in at all to football. my husband and those with whom i have always lived and loved are. yesterday’s game generated lots of excitement for lots of reasons and so for some reason, i foundContinue reading “last night’s game-changer”

i recently participated in a five day Circle Immersion led by Quanita Roberson and Tenneson Woolf. as a long-time circle practitioner of circle–through both formal training and ancestral/community knowing–it felt important to return as a participant, to be held and to fully experience the form from a different perspective. also, the timing was right asContinue reading “circle + Circle”

open to reality as it is…this vow, first introduced to me through Shambhala Path of the Warrior training seven years ago has finally fully landed in my bones. how could i ever want anything other than this very moment? i know the stretch of this question. and i know the truth of it. this morningContinue reading “reality as sacred”

in a time of falling apart and midwifing a new world, what if we channeled our desperate need to rely on defined roles and positions and trusted ourselves, knowing that we can not help but be called by our passions into right and essential work for the sake of our universe? it is who weContinue reading “roles + passion”

it occurred to me this morning on the trail that there have been two key lessons from my human journey that continue to serve my spiritual one. occupying this White body, i am learning about Power and unlearning conditioning around delusions of power. raised by my father in the south, i continue to learn aboutContinue reading “incarnation”

i am a Hunter, from a long line of Hunters. many of us carry the name. i am/we are on the hunt for truth–the scent of love, liberation, life. it is suiting that bo, a hound dog mix, has found his way to our family. Spirit is so exact (a term i’ll always credit toContinue reading “the hunt”