By Michael Avery
One day a priest stopped by the cabin of a prophet asking for donations. The money, he explained, would buy chairs for his church. The name of each donor was to be inscribed on a brass plate and then attached to the back of each chair in recognition of the giver.
Guest Post by Jim Jackson
In a dream, we are on a family vacation in Hawaii. Early each morning, I walk to the store to get food and other supplies for the day. The first day we arrive, I learn a route to the store and follow it each morning.
Guest Post by Linda Higgins
In the past, I didn’t always keep my attention on breathing in God’s Love and consciously living each moment in the Light and Sound of God. This story is about an intense waking dream experience that was given to me for my spiritual growth.
Ten years ago, my husband, Bill, and I went scuba diving off the shore of the island of Curaçao. During one of the dives, I got in trouble because I forgot to sing HU (an ancient name for God) and keep my attention focused on Divine Spirit and on God’s Love. I totally lost control of my mind!
Guest Post by Bob Switzer
When I chatted recently with Ian, the anniversary of a life-changing event had just passed. The course of his life shifted dramatically on the morning of September 11, 2014.
Guest Post by RJ McBride
When one has walked the spiritual path for as long as I and many others have, one learns that wherever you’ve been and where you stand now, all places are sacred ground. You accept your awaiting next step to be in your overall best interest, even if at times that “next step” involves the possibility of personal risk or injury. Such was the time I set out to summit Oregon’s 11,228 foot Mt. Hood.
Guest Post by Dennis Ernst
Have you ever wondered how real dreams are, or how real they could be? I had been monitoring my dreams for two or three years and found my experiences to be fascinating. Interpreting dreams, lucid dreams, and waking dreams had opened many new possibilities.
Some dreams felt more real than my waking life, and others so far removed they were a stretch of my imagination. Then came a dream that put a whole new perspective on dreaming and eliminated any doubt.
By Michael Avery
I was hiking along Horseheaven Creek just north of Steamboat on the North Umpqua River many years ago when I had a vision. In my mind’s eye, I saw a sacred valley called Horse Heaven, where wild horses still run free. Perhaps there exists such a valley in the area, but I didn’t pursue that reality since my vision was so clear and real to me. I memorialized that vision with a poem.
When the memory of that day kept returning, I realized that I’d missed a lesson or an insight back then. Horse Heaven, and especially one pony, was a metaphor. So, I got out the verse I’d written many years ago…
Guest Post by Jim Jackson
Looking back over the years, I am grateful to have learned how divine guidance has shaped my life and, at key moments, saved me from unimaginable harm, even death.
By Michael Avery
If you’ve ever driven from Roseburg, Oregon, up to Crater Lake, you’ve passed the Colliding Rivers viewpoint at Glide. This is the only place in the world where two rivers meet head on, according to the sign posted at the viewpoint.
The North Umpqua River is swift and powerful. On the other hand, Little River is calm and gentle. One day, I realized what an amazing metaphor Colliding Rivers represents. I even wrote a short parable about it.
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.
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