Carrie Lee Ferguson


I would like to live like a river flows carried by the surprise of its own unfolding. -John O’Donohue   Sitting in my inbox is an email reminding me that it is time to renew this website domain.  It sits also in my mind pressing me to confront questions that have been forming during the near six months since my last post. The tagline for this blog, supporting the emergent, is the… Read More

I once had an intuitive tell me that I would not be happy unless I was living a wild life. “HELL YEAH,” I thought, even while my life was sweet and conventional, the way I’d always played it, safe. The off-ness of the comment confused people, they just couldn’t match it up with the person they saw in front of them. But it wasn’t off to me.  It was right on.  And… Read More