Immersion in God

How many ways are there to prevent absolute, ultimate immersion into God? Oh my God—evidently there are infinite, immeasurable, unfathomable ways. Sometimes I really wish these human forms came with an owner’s manual, realizing, of course, that the Owner is God. My most recent discovery—death is a deceitful distraction. It makes you believe in it …

Reflection of Inner Resonance

Life is the reflection of our inner resonance, although it’s doesn’t work the way the mind would guess. Your resonance creates your world, but only to a small degree. More accurate, our resonance creates the vibratory field that is our world. It’s collective, communal, interdependent—a network of resonance that does not simply include, but is …

What is Home if it is not Here?

What happened today? I knew that I was struggling with physical manifestations, deep in the experience of the lack of control I had over my own body. The digestive re-patterning, as my friend Paula called it, a severe understatement. The re-occurrence of the little sores I have battled since the late years of Ken’s illness …

The Womb of Cooperation

“Then will they know the vision I saw when I said, Many shall seek to enter in and shall not, for straight is the gate and narrow is the way that leads to eternal life. For, without the true appreciation of the Christ Ideal and of the divine and perfect plan of the cooperation of …

Stillpoint

Today was one of those days. What started as small dust devils dancing and playing near the ground, joined together into a dust storm of epic proportions, a true Sahara Desert haboob. It felt like my body was tied to two horses. One horse pulled me towards desire, the other pulled me away from aversion. …

Waking Up

Phil: “What if there is no tomorrow? There wasn’t today.” If you haven’t watched the movie Groundhog Day in a while, do. So many lines will simply roll you over in laughter and leave you breathless on the floor. What year did the movie come out? 1993. Who was I then? I saw it. I …

Deliverance

“Knowing what something is, is not the same as feeling it.” The Giver What would make you willing to feel all the pain and suffering inside of you? What would make you insatiably hungry to feel all of your life? You close off. It is natural to protect yourself from pain. It is painful to …

What is Heaven?

Lately everything seems unreal. I keep waiting for it all to fall apart into tiny pixels of color and light, myself included. Earth feels unreal; Heaven, or what I conceive as God (the dissolution of self) seems closer, ever closer. I still exist; I haven’t dissolved. Ready. Willing. Still here. And yet, the detachment from …

Rainbow Waterfall

It’s the craziest thing you could possibly do. Share it with others and they will think you have lost your marbles, everyone of them. Yet, it is the most mind-blowing gift you can give yourself. You win and so does our world. For the past several months, I have been unconsciously playing a game with …

Praying Aright

I do not ask for abundance, for more or less of anything. You, Sweet Truth, know what I desire, what I need before the thought arises within this mind. It would be silly, no, it would be gravely wrong to ask for something you give freely, automatically, like the sun offering its rays to the …

Celebrate the Suffering

There is an interesting story about a guru who sets up a little shop selling pick axes and shovels to all the seekers who are trying to get to the top of the mountain to find whatever it is they believe is there. (I wish I remembered where I heard this story, but I don’t.) …

Revolutionary

Jesus was an agent for change, a radical far beyond today’s idea of left and right. His words and actions were revolutionary: Love one another; care for all my children. Ask and receive, for there is more than enough to go around. Illness and death are illusions capable of changing in a moment. His words …

The Holy Ground, Life’s Antidote

Hope is good, isn’t it? Hope feels like that intense yellow filling each petal of a sunlit dahlia, swelling almost to the point that dazzling color pours forth and paints the holy ground in which the rooted being prays. Hope feels like that, and feeling it, we know that hope can do nothing but bear …

Arguing with My Creation

Do I absolutely know that you exist? I see what I think is a you. I hear this you, make sounds. I react to expression, tone, movement and touch. Is that certainty? Is that sufficient proof to confirm that I am not alone in this place? These reactions, and little else, are what pass for …

Are you tired of seeking?

Behind the pretense, not too deeply hidden, this moment is filled with unbearable grief, a choking sadness that steels the breath, the burdensome weight of unending judgment and an angst we can’t quite put our finger on, like heaving skies pregnant with unsettled energy set to explode in thunderous lightning without notice. As spiritual disciples, …