Ghost of Christmas past
so here you come again creeping into my consciousness all light and laughter and the new look and persona you gained after you left us to follow your star in the west and you... More »
so here you come again creeping into my consciousness all light and laughter and the new look and persona you gained after you left us to follow your star in the west and you... More »
an open-door policy, for one... The Guest House This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome... More »
It is my life. It underlies my life, under-lives it, connects all the threads, guides my day-to-day, moment-to-moment; there is not one aspect of my life that is uninvolved with, or unaffected by, spirit. It... More »
For me, there is no useful purpose to religion. We are spirit, we are a piece of god. Instead of reminding us of that, religions tend to encourage us to look outside ourselves for the answer... More »