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 […]
The Descendants Strikes at the Severed Heart of Our Special Relationships
On the Monday before Thanksgiving I awoke to experience a kind of short fuse in my decision-making mind, my connection with the right-mindedness that had seemed so abundantly available just hours earlier once more seemingly frayed. I couldn’t seem to pry my eyes away from the screen of my dream, my tragic starring role, and […]
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 […]
Lean on me
Lean on me, when you’re not strong And I’ll be your friend I’ll help you carry on For it won’t be long ‘Til I’m gonna need Somebody to lean on -Bill Withers “So self-reliant,” they would say. Parents, aunts, uncles, neighbors, and teachers; referring to the way I seemed to have entered this world so […]
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 […]
