(Lots of external seeming disruptions in my imaginary forgiveness classroom this week, so decided to share an interview I did with Ken Wapnick in February 2012—enjoy!) I was fortunate enough to sit down again recently with Ken Wapnick while attending a workshop at the Foundation for A Course in Miracles (FACIM) in Temecula, California. Many of […]
Real intimacy: from me first to we
Being normal in an abnormal world
Macaroni and cheese and the comfort of gracious guidance
While cramming for unexpected exams in my forgiveness classroom this week, I thought I’d share another excerpt from my new essay collection, Forgiveness Offers Everything I Want, about finding comfort where we think we are, even as we’re learning the only real comfort lies in our one, healed mind. A lot has changed in my […]
No order of difficulty in miracles
His office door stood ajar; always open, he has told us again and again. And so I didn’t even bother to knock, just barged right in, plopped down in the familiar chair across from where he sat hunched over, grading papers, and placed—OK, possibly slammed–the big, blue book down on his desk. He peered up […]
In my defenselessness my safety lies
“You who feel threatened by this changing world, its twists of fortune and its bitter jests, its brief relationships and all the ‘gifts’ it merely lends to take away again; attend this lesson well. The world provides no safety. It is rooted in attack, and all its ‘gifts’ of seeming safety are illusory deceptions. It […]
Choose once again, and again …
I found a big black spider in my bathroom yesterday, hiding in plain view. It stood in freeze-frame against the eggshell-blue wall, like a prisoner making a break for it, suddenly caught in a roaming strobe-light beam. I sighed. After all, we’d talked about this. Not me and this particular spider, perhaps, but I’d definitely […]
True prayer
We had traveled only an exit or two when my husband’s cell phone, resting in the vehicle beverage well between us, sounded a sharp alarm. Weather alert, he said, glancing down at it. No surprise there. We had spent the day moving my daughter back to college in Colorado Springs. While unpacking the supplies from […]
This need not be
Come fly with me
I rapped softly on his office door, magically hoping he might have taken a vacation, thereby allowing me to chalk up credit for effort while not actually having to engage with him again, even though I was learning, to my growing dismay (alright, horror), that there were no real vacations from true forgiveness. “Come in,” […]