I stared at the computer screen, begging for clarity about how to respond to another seemingly confounding email. I’d been struggling to follow the Holy Spirit/Jesus (that memory of our true undifferentiated wholeness in our mind) instead of always trying to lead. But the struggle had merely resulted in a paralytic dance leaving me stalled […]
Your task is not to seek for love
In the dream I am on foot, adrift in a sprawling, unfamiliar city. Winding up and down twisted streets slick with rain, crossing highway overpasses, and trying to navigate bridges and tunnels I hope may lead somewhere. At times I am terrified by the traffic zipping by; alarmed by the lack of space for pedestrians, […]
The Only Real Relationship and a magic cookie recipe
I was back in that rawest of places in a special relationship; believing in the dream again, berating myself for lack of palpable improvement in form; the way my issues with this person kept boomeranging back on me despite my commitment to this path of forgiving what never was. Once more looking for evidence of […]
Forgiveness ACIM-Style: No Big Deal!
I was fortunate enough to sit down recently to interview Ken Wapnick again while attending a workshop at the Foundation for a Course in Miracles (FACIM) in Temecula, California. I felt more than ever the radiance of Ken’s unwavering faith in an innocence that includes everyone and everything, even this mess of a Course student. […]
What have you saved to settle by yourself?
I sat at my computer anxiously awaiting my appearance as a guest speaker at ACIM Gather; an online radio broadcast service for A Course in Miracles students and teachers. I had assembled my magic props: chamomile tea, an assortment of flower essences, a lump of obsidian to help ground me, and a really expensive cream […]
Boot Camp? Not …
You Gotta Wear Shades
“I would just–for once in my life–like to have a little direct experience of God, is that too much to ask? A little preview of our Father’s Love, my real, capital S Self, eternal wholeness, boundless, all-inclusive creativity and all that …” I hesitated, considering my present company. “Jazz,” I said. My imaginary Jesus continued […]
Forget this book: well; maybe tomorrow
The egg that cracked
When my daughter was in kindergarten she won an award in our school district’s “Young Authors” competition for a picture book she wrote and illustrated entitled The Egg That Cracked. The story involved an egg fearful of cracking, of giving up its shell to the life within. One day the long stationary egg found itself rolling down a big hill, terrified. At the bottom it hit a rock, cracked open, and discovered it was not the shell after all, but the baby bird within
Forgiveness: No previous experience required (or desired)
I had been mentally complaining to Jesus (that symbol of the one awakened mind we share) about a number of brewing situations in my seemingly cavernous interactive forgiveness classroom, asking him to help me count like beads on a Montessori chain the many new ways in which I perceived myself vulnerable. I recently had a […]