A Question of Faith – Part 3
Having faith in the Big Picture, especially when the Big Picture looks chaotic, horrific, just plain “wrong” – is the hardest. It’s made even more difficult when I don’t have faith in myself or in you (the specific and the ubiquitous you). Here’s the awful truth. When I’m faithless about ANYthing, it’s my ego’s way of... Learn More
A Question of Faith – Part 2
Flanking the primary requisite of having faith in those heart-felt/visceral whispers and/or unrelenting, compelling dreams, there is the choice to have faith in those around us. An easy example. One look at my newborn – fierce love immediately – unshakeable, endless. When she was 12, I realized that in 6 more years, she would be... Learn More
A Question of Faith – Part 1
Two weeks ago, 25 of us met at Artesian Lakes Resort – the course: Sacred Path in a Secular World. All of us intent on walking our unique, spiritual path within the world around us. We learned that it requires faith – open-hearted, wide-eyed FAITH – no guarantee whatsoever. It does not mean I have... Learn More
The Road to Hell
Dr. Brad Brown used to say, “the fastest slide into hell is to compare!” Comparing anything of mine to anything of yours is certain to diminish one of us. Comparison works on every level imaginable – body/health, relationships, talent, job, money, status, political/religious views – the reactive mind uses even little things. The usual comparison works like... Learn More
My Version of the Parable of the Talents
There are several versions of the Parable of the Talents (a form of money back in ancient times). But the one that strikes home for me is the one where the master left on a trip, giving three of his employees some of his talents. One wasted the talents on self indulgent behavior. The second... Learn More
Slowing Down to the Speed of Love
This phrase came to me as a foreign thought. To understand it, I tried breaking it into smaller chunks, but it’s the flow of words that strikes the internal chord. So I matched an experience to the flow of words. Scene: early morning, my grandson, wrapped in his favorite Green Bay Packer blanket, comes straight to... Learn More