Guest Post by Janice George
When I asked to learn more about unconditional love, my Spiritual Teacher sent a special messenger. As it turned out, he also taught me about communication and much, much more.
Guest Post by Jerry Ryan
Stress is an omnipresent force in your fast-paced life. From work pressures to personal responsibilities, it seems like there’s always something to worry about. The good news is that there’s a simple and powerful tool at our disposal to combat stress 24 hours a day—your breath.
Deep breathing techniques have been used for centuries to alleviate stress and promote relaxation. In this blog post, we’ll explore the relationship between breathing and stress, and how you can harness the power of your breath to find calm in the chaos.
Guest Post by Bob Switzer
When Diane was young, she was told her knees would deteriorate and give her problems later in life. And so, a couple of years ago when her knee stiffened and then became painful, she knew she would have to face this challenge and do something about it. It was bone on bone rubbing, and very painful. Then fear arrived.
Guest Post by RJ McBride
As I often find, seeds of wisdom can appear whenever judgmental excursions attempt to sidetrack Soul from Its journey back home to God. Whenever this happens to me, Holy Spirit steps in to show me the higher path.
If upon each new day we are able to share just one contribution that truly comes from the heart, we find life becoming more enriched—we are able to give and receive more of God’s love. Hence, “Be the One.”
Guest Post by Linda Wilken
Some people may be familiar with the expression “God’s green earth,” such as “Why on God’s green earth….” I’d always wondered about that phrase. Why wasn’t it “God’s blue earth” or “God’s orange earth”? What if I changed the phrase “God’s green earth” to include colors other than green?
Guest Post by Sammie Thompson
May 12, 2024. It’s Happy Mother’s Day! Knowing I needed to get up extra early, the night before I set out everything Spirit “suggested” I wear for the event for easy morning access: my ECK necklace and ring, the white pant and tunic set, appropriate other garments. I also planned to wear the new white spring/summer casual shoes being saved for this occasion. The alarm set, I had a late entry into the dream state, but it would all flow well in the morning. Ah,“best laid plans!”
Guest Post by Riley Carson
This morning while walking across the living room, I caught my toe on the edge of the coffee table, and fell forward. Fortunately I landed face down on the couch. I didn’t even suffer discomfort, let alone an injury. But I was quite startled. I thought to myself, “That was a lucky fall.”
About thirty minutes later, a UPS driver left a delivery at our door. We were not expecting any deliveries today. It was a large heavy box from some company named “FallTech”. Their motto is “Fall protection equipment is all we do.” But we hadn’t ordered it.
Guest Post by Gloria Lionz
I’m one of “those” fair-weather people; less than ideally suited to the overcast grays that reside in the PNW as a “routine.” Weather suited me “perfectly” during the three decades I called Santa Cruz’ “banana belt” home. Only four easy blocks to the beach, I was lulled to sleep by the waves every night.
Around 8-9 pm, the ocean would “pull” clouds in to the microclimate of “West side Santa Cruz,” treating residents, even those of us who did NOT own property directly on the cliffs, with excellent sound baffling. Result? Everyone, no matter where their home sat, was treated to the sound and uplifting energy of recycling waves.
So during that era, clouds at night by the sea made me smile. Not so here, near the Columbia River where far too many days (for my psyche) are chilly, damp, and down-right gray. What to do?
Guest Post by Edie Weinstein
When I walked down the aisle on May 2, 1987, to share the words “I do” with the man I had met seven months earlier, I anticipated that we would be spending a long lifetime together.
We had met when I was 28 and he was 36, introduced by a mutual friend during the intermission of a lecture by spiritual leader Ram Dass. Our marriage would be what I call “paradoxical,” with its share of love and its own major dysfunctions that I shudder to think I allowed for the time we were together.
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