Guest Post by Gloria Lionz
Have you EVER ‘misplaced, lost or parted company with a beloved belonging only to be blissfully reunited? If you’re like most people, you probably have.
But what happens when those objects disappear? Do you react with anger or negative self-judgment? Or do you take a moment to approach a disappointment by granting yourself a moment of grace, curiosity and/or humor?
Guest Post by Jim Jackson
I began my contemplation by singing “HU,” the most sacred and ancient name of God, aloud for a few minutes and then silently sang it within. All the while, I pictured myself as Soul in the large ballroom-like space in the Astral Plane (1st heaven) where I had been before.
Guest Post by Dennis Ernst
It was a busy time, and everything in my life seemed to want more attention: Work, relationships, family, health, all could use more time. It’s hard to keep everything in perspective when you’re feeling stretched.
By Pichaya Avery
A mysterious encounter at a farmers’ market proved to be prophetic, confirming a dream that began when I was two and a half years old. Even though I was a little too young to be admitted into preschool, we were fortunate to have been granted an exception. My mother owned a small restaurant. Having me around would demand too much of her time, energy, and attention, so off I went.
Guest Post by Gloria Lionz
Intro:
In my early 30’s I left my first husband; began a new life. I also withdrew membership from my Christian path. It was clear a change was due. Members of my church conveyed my decision to divorce was ‘my responsibility’ as a “Good Christian wife could have helped her spouse heal from alcoholism and live faithfully.”
By Pichaya Avery
Golden-tongued Wisdom waking dreams are associated with spoken words; however, messages can also come from other audible sources, such as the one I experienced two days after Christmas in 2020. I awoke with a feeling of agony in my heart. My father had been on my mind constantly for the past several months. This freezing cold winter morning was no exception.
Guest post by Gloria Lionz
Life has a way of introducing us to people who are looking for a puzzle piece we carry for them. That’s what this poem was for a man I recently met in Mexico. I was there working with a team of medical practitioners at a clinic in a very small town outside Ensenada.
Guest Post by Dennis Ernst
I have a friend who is finishing up the last of her adventures in this life and will be leaving us soon. I wrote a poem for her, her caregivers, family, and friends that I would like to share with others.
While being a deeply spiritual person, she was not the least bit religious about it, and I wanted to hit the right note that everyone could understand and enjoy. Most of this came from my dreams.
By Pichaya Avery
Animals love the song of HU. They are drawn to the celestial music like a magnet. My trips to a farm with Mike have proven this to be true.
When Mike was drinking raw goat milk, we would purchase it from a very kind man named Dennis. His goats loved him. Every time Dennis was out of their sight, they would call for him and scream loudly like children throwing a tantrum. It was painful to hear the crying goats. Mike and I did our best to console them by singing HU.
By Michael Avery
My mom was off on medical leave from the supermarket where she worked as a checker. I didn’t know that she had a double mastectomy scheduled, or the incredible challenge she was facing with breast cancer.
Several transistor radios lined a shelf before me in Montgomery Wards. A couple of my friends had been given radios recently, and I asked for one, too. As I recall, the radios ranged in price from five to fifteen dollars. There was a huge difference in quality between them as well as their price. One was amazing. I was attracted to it immediately, but kept testing the less expensive ones because I knew that fifteen dollars was well beyond my mom’s budget.
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