You are touched by the whole world, as you are. You need neither permission nor to be healed to be held. When healed, though, and in the act of healing you begin to feel that touch, those tendrils of all things, and you open to them Allowing your skin to widen enough for the love to … Continue reading Healing and Holding the Holy
The world hasn't suddenly changed, isn't spinning out of control, and it isn't ending. The kind of violence that has ignited recent fears has been around as long as we have. It's grown to be part of our nature and entirely within our control to perpetuate it or end it. It's so prevalent that we … Continue reading The State of the World
Elie Wiesel died yesterday. His passing led to my reflection on all the beautiful voices that inspire us, give us hope, and teach peace, forgiveness, and justice. There are many. They were as wise as they were varied, speaking a singular message with different accents. And I smiled. This morning I was watching a video about … Continue reading Reflecting on Voices
For eons, we have sliced, diced and otherwise organized ourselves and the world in attempts to understand the same. We've adopted parlance, accepted philosophies, and constructed ways to structure our individual nature, each other and the systems around us. Human, self, ego, soul. Super-human, super ego, over soul, higher or deeper self. Personality, intellect, intuition; … Continue reading Self Segregation and Subjugation of Other
I was introduced to this after Christmas when I finally got around to reading an OnBeing piece I'd saved. I think everyone should read it. Peace on Earth… This Christmas season finds us a rather bewildered human race. We have neither peace within nor peace without. Everywhere paralyzing fears harrow people by day and haunt … Continue reading Martin Luther King’s Last Christmas Sermon
There is something unique about being denied by one's father that cannot quite be expressed. It cuts differently than other pain. Or, maybe it's not the cut itself. Maybe it's the emptiness, the tangible void of a such a thing missing, that's left after the cut. I mentioned in yesterday's post that I've recently been to … Continue reading Denial of
I often can't find the words to describe the UnCommon Touch experience. So, I'll let another tell you a little about it!
Thomas Merton to Aldous Huxley during their discussion about genuine & pseudo-mysticism: What I would call a supernatural and mystical experience…has in it very essence some note of a direct spiritual contact of two liberties, a kind of flash or spark which ignites an intuition…plus something much more which I can only describe as “personal”, … Continue reading Know ye not that ye are Gods. ~ Moses (the dude, not the dog)
I don't share with many folk the experiences I have with some frequency; almost daily. I'm not quite sure why I tend to keep them to myself. I think there are a combination of factors. They are at once deeply moving, awe-inspiring, sometimes physically taxing, some more ‘ecstatic’ than others, and seem just for me. … Continue reading Becoming Horse
Inspired by Rumi, blog posts about hate, love and god; and 24 hours steeped in connection with all that is. In Between Stories ~ Rumi Did you hear that? It’s the man who was looking for treasure. He wants me to finish his story. You didn’t hear him? Then, he must be inside me yelling, … Continue reading What if it really is “In Between the Stories”?