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Man Love – The World Needs A Man’s Heart
Special Note: I wrote this article over ten years ago and as of late (Nov. 2017), there has been some serious light shed to expose man's misuse and abuse of power. As a woman, and also historically speaking down through the ages, I can't deny that I, too, have felt...
Spirit Junkies – Grounding Heaven On Earth
"A spirit junkie is someone who chooses to perceive the world through loving lenses." - Gabrielle Bernstein It used to perplex me how I made it to mid-life and had not become addicted to anything. Where so many people I know and have known have addictions to the...
Serving The Soul – The Real Purpose of Your Body
"Man does not have a soul, he is a soul. He has a body." - C.H. Lewis How many times a day do you overhear conversations obsessing over the condition of the physical body? How often do you witness the possessed and fixated angst of those who can't seem to do enough to...
The Simplicity of Grace and How It Flows
"Grace has been flowing always, that is already the case. It is there right now, flowing around you, but you don’t give a door to it. All your windows are closed, all your doors are closed; you are closed, imprisoned in yourself, you don’t allow any winds to blow....
Walking The Mystic’s Path With Integrity
"When a person develops her heaven nature, she shines like the sun. Such a person keeps conscious of, and clings to, what is good and great within herself. She is unwilling to sacrifice her sincerity, her sense of truth, her kindness, or her sense of what is humane...
Love Is The Bridge Over Troubled Water
As I write this, I am watching the full moon slip silently beyond the horizon. It descends like a giant orb, a halo of ancient mystery, cascading its ethereal light the way a mother's heart beats in tender, centrifugal waves around her children. I can feel the...
Writing Your Guts Out – A Writer’s Best Medicine
I am sitting in the lush and comfortable living room of a heritage home Bed & Breakfast as I write this. I am not on vacation, but rather resting with my feet up after preparing a gourmet breakfast for the guests who are staying here. Yes, I work here off and on...
The Tao of Writing – A Way of Life
What Is The Tao? In its most basic definition, The Tao is natural law, or how things happen. It can also be described as a way of life, or how to live in conscious harmony with the natural law. With this description in mind, I wanted to explore The Tao further as to...
Writers and Coffee – A Match Made In Heaven
Writers have an almost crazed reputation for being notorious coffee drinkers, and I would venture to guess there isn't another group of people who have a closer association with drinking copious amounts of the brew than writers. There are a lot of writers I know who...
Writing Close To The Bone – Part Two
I am sitting in a cozy chair in the living room while I begin writing close to the bone. I can hear the tic...tic of the clock on the wall. The sound of the fridge humming in the background is almost soothing. Too much silence can be loud. The cat is purring on the...
Writing Close To The Bone – The Art & Practice of Coming Undone
I am sitting at my desk as I write this. From my window everything looks a bit bleak, bare, and grey. Even the sky looks chilly, pulling the clouds in close like a warm blanket. A few geese have just flown by, honking on their way to hopefully, somewhere warmer. Such...
A Unified Language of Love
A blessed downpour of rain has just fallen across the valley where I live after five days of sweltering heat and humidity, which called for Environment Canada to issue heat alerts for all five days while the humidex climbed close to 40. I've just finished preserving...
The Pulse of Pure Awareness
It's a sunny afternoon as I look out my window and write. The red-winged blackbirds have returned after the coldest winter I can ever remember. Their song does wonders at warming the heart. On the eve of the Spring Equinox, I am feeling the anticipation of a larger...
The Silence of Morning
There is a silence, a beautiful kind of stillness, that comes from the freshness of early morning, before the sun rises, before the energy of human activity fills the air. I like to call this stillness, the silent peace of God. There is something reverent about the...
The Essence We’re Shifting Into
You'd have to be asleep under a rock to not be aware of the massive 'mind meltdown' that's been taking place on this planet of late. If you are reading this, then you know what I'm talking about so I won't go on to explain further, except to say very succinctly...if...
The Empty Canvas of In-Between
How much of your life has been created by you to nourish your soul and make your senses come alive? Get quiet here... Really sit with this... Take a deep breath or two... What feelings does this question stir up within your body? Is there a sense of deep...
Song of the Beloved
I awake to the sound of birdsong reverberating across the valley. Wispy clouds dance in feathery swirls against the clear, blue sky. I can smell the lush, rich earth drenched in morning dew. The cat purrs at my feet. The soft sheets caress my body in a cozy,...
What The Soul Sees
I have said this many times before, I know, but I am blessed to live in a place where the daily view from 'my balcony in the sky' is expansive, vast, and stunningly beautiful. It also faces west, so I am doubly blessed with incredible sunsets that tend to render the...