Through the Fog

It’s foggy here in the Northwest today. What a great analogy for life — fog that is. We see through a fog of beliefs, wading deeper into the fog bank with every, ‘yes, that’s it!’ we take in. Once we accustom ourselves to thriving on the merciless fog, it is nearly impossible to stop, to …

Anarchy!

Sugar and spice and all things that are nice, that’s what little girls are made of. Snakes and snails and puppy dog tails, that’s what little boys are made of … or so said the poems from the early 1800s. Thank goodness we see more clearly now … or do we? What are you really …

When They Said …

When they said, “See people for who they really are,” I thought they meant to see the inner light, the godSelf, the spark that remains even when it’s nearly extinguished, to join with that, to be in union, communion with the truth of them. I didn’t realize true teachers, those who really knew, meant something …

Zilch Nada Nil

This heart of mine, wish I was talking metaphorically but I’m not, is acting up again. It nearly knocked me to the ground yesterday … and I was sitting in my comfy chair reading. It’s probably not deadly. Odds are the defibrillator in my chest will stop its wild antics before lack of blood causes …

Knowing

I marvel at the fact that I think I know anything, that anyone does. It’s a wonder that fills our days and nights, although it’s called something else at 3am when it’s rattling through your mind, keeping you from sleep. Isn’t life a compilation of pixels, a photo mosaic of bits of knowing, strung together …

Zero

I have zero control. I know you want me to say that’s just not true but what can I say, I cannot lie to make you feel better or to make myself feel better. I don’t work that way. Sometimes it would be nice if I could. Darn it all! It is what it is. …

The Face of God

When I see you, it is the face of God I perceive. Touching you, it is the body of God I feel. In truth there is no me, no you, there is only God appearing as all things, all experiences, appearances arising and falling in Godmind. All perceptions hold within them this mystery, not a …

The Stuffing Inside

It doesn’t sound so easy to stop and ‘be you’ when all you want is a different you, a different experience than the one that has you in its crosshairs. Honestly, and said without even the tiniest bit of judgment, it may not be possible to quit running, to stop listening to the chatter inside …

You

This I Am,  forgive this one who falls time and time again into belief in her power, into the illusion that she of her own self, can do anything. I have long been aware of the ongoing conversation, the humorous joke constantly alerting me to old beliefs held deep within cells that keep reassembling an …

Life, Death and Healing

I have been examining life and death, and what it means to heal today. A couple of days ago I went to the doctor and his lack of certainty was enough to make me wonder. As I sat in meditation last night I was shown that this health event is an exit point. I was …

No problem!

September 12th, 2012 The idea of a solution buys into what Goldsmith called, ‘the claim’, the idea that something is wrong, whether it is an illness, a lack of abundance, a lack of harmony, or lack in any form. Capital C Clarity is that there is no problem, therefore no need of solution. Everything that …