Category Archives: Being spirit

Silence

I am called to silence. And to an inner peace that silence seems to imbue. It is visceral. It is powerful. I am reading Donna Farhi’s “Bringing Yoga to Life“. I love how she demystifies much of yoga, making it … Continue reading

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Travelling Home to Myself

We’ve just returned from 7 weeks of travel in Europe. I am glad to be home despite how wonderful the trip was. As always, travel provides great benefit because it takes you away from the norm, challenges your beliefs and … Continue reading

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The Mystery of Me

I have been coming to grips with the Divine at my core for some time now. For twenty years at least I’ve been aware of an inner river that surfaced periodically to guide me. Only recently have I come to … Continue reading

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Uncovering Your Soul

We’ve just finished our last art/culture trip. We’ve sold the business after 15 years. The last 13 of the 15 we married a variety of art courses to the inspiration of Italian life. It has been transformative. When we began … Continue reading

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Just Being

We in the West are doers. We are predisposed culturally to always be doing. We are raised to not have idle hands – the work of the devil. It is an unbelievable curse, for there is so much to be … Continue reading

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Meditating

I am going to start something here. We’ll see if I stick to it. I may not, but then again . . . I’ve been meditating for 2 months now. Prior to this I had tried but found I could … Continue reading

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On Spirit, Humanness, Death

Though Perry had been declining for weeks, and we knew he would soon die, when he did it left an emptiness. A softness. A sadness. A tenderness. Too, his death was an awakening making me look at this gorgeous world … Continue reading

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