Author Archives: amy j howton

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”

i’ve just arrived home from celebrating the consecration of my dear friend, Phyllis Spiegel as Episcopal Bishop of the Diocese of Utah. it was truly a consecration, literally meaning “with-the sacred”. sacred and sacramental: an outward expression of what already is. to make holy/ wholly. honoring reality by making explicit what was already implicit. PhyllisContinue reading “seeds”

sometimes i come here with a clear message. sometimes it is to follow and work out threads of story and to make meaning of life. sometimes it is to simply be with myself. now is one of those times. i’m reminded of a favorite quote by sportswriter Red Smith : “there’s nothing at all toContinue reading “writing my way…”

seven years ago today, i resigned my job at the University of Cincinnati where i had worked for thirteen years. my resignation came in response to institutional bullshit and dishonesty that i refused to participate in any longer. the decision was part protest and part self-preservation. i chose the truth. i chose my Self. iContinue reading “an anniversary with Truth”

home, the morning after returning from co-hosting Feminine Wisdom retreat as much in the inner home swirls and finds it new arrangement, the external home does so, too. so much big life stuff: Kate returns from New Hampshire weeks of being in her joy, coming home to face Hannah’s absence and Bo’s presence. Thomas goingContinue reading “the mama’s heart”

when i was eighteen years old, i witnessed my beloved cat, Suzie get hit by a truck and killed. i’d been calling her from across the street to come home. she hadn’t listened. i turned away from her to go back inside when i heard a truck coming down the street. panicked–knowing our pattern andContinue reading “knowing what we know”

it is wednesday morning. glorious thunderstorms. the skies are sharing in this powerful, heartwrenching time of acceptance. hannah died six days ago. through her death, there has been access to Love. the veil, thin and at times, completely dissolved. it is a holy time. all is sacred. in times like these, all is here toContinue reading “thunderstorm”

a couple of weeks ago, i attended a friend’s consecration in her new gig as a priest. the ceremony was beautiful, a time of honoring a new story in the chapter of this community. during the sermon, the meaning of religion was offered, returning us/them to the purpose of faith community. it was pointed outContinue reading “true religion”

summer solstice was tuesday. in the days leading up to solstice and in these days since, i’ve been so tuned in to the power of this time of year. after all, humans have been paying attention to these astronomical patterns in nature since the beginning of time. we have devoted our lives to constructing sacredContinue reading “solstice and a revolution”

my son’s high school graduation is tomorrow. today, marks pentecost in the Christian tradition. last night, was a night of magic as sister-friends and i planned a Feminine Wisdom journey. tomorrow, i begin a week-long Intensive in the Living School. all this to say, initiation is on my mind. initiation: the act of growing fromContinue reading “initiation”