Just back from attending the week-long academy class at the Foundation for A Course in Miracles in Temecula, California, a truly transcendent, mind-healing-for-all experience I am still processing. The inspiring staff presentations have truly deepened my commitment to, and understanding of, how to live this path. (I’ll report more on this in future posts.) For […]
The Runaway Bunny
Here’s another excerpt from my most recent collection of essays, Forgiveness Offers Everything I Want, about practicing extraordinary forgiveness in ordinary life, remembering all I really want, and learning to smile. (I will be heading to Temecula, CA, next week for the March Academy at The Foundation for A Course in Miracles, and will post […]
Guilt: the stuff that dreams are made of
“All your time is spent in dreaming. Your sleeping and your waking dreams have different forms, and that is all. Their content is the same. They are your protest against reality, and your fixed and insane idea that you can change it.” (From A Course in Miracles, Chapter 18, II. paragraph 5) In yet another […]
Speaking of resistance
You can go your own way
Her: exploring the belief that matter matters
Sick of entertaining a nagging suspicion of something gone missing hanging around like a guest that’s long overstayed his welcome; I fled to the theater last weekend to take in the movie Her, the wonderful, whimsical tale of a lonely man searching for an all-too-elusive sense of connection. Directed by Spike Jonze (of Adaptation and […]
Empty Nest? Not!
The upside of hip fractures
I’m just back from a ski trip to Crested Butte, Colorado, with family and friends, and thought I’d post this excerpt from my first collection of essays about practicing A Course in Miracles unique forgiveness, Extraordinary Ordinary Forgiveness. Written five years ago on another New Year’s trip to Crested Butte, it reflects where I was […]
Home for the holidays
“RESPONSIBLY RAISED TURKEYS!” I sat in the parking lot in my little Subaru, staring up at the sign still standing outside the local Whole Foods store, although Thanksgiving had come and gone, along with the aforementioned politically correct fowl. Only a week ago, I had smiled at the irony of the sign’s message, the guilt […]
Fear of redemption
I sat cross-legged on a cushioned chair in the darkened, candle-lit room of the little drop-in neighborhood meditation center I’ve begun frequenting, alone again with the vast depth of my resistance to doing what this Course says, the busyness of my robotically wandering mind. The bamboo-sheltered fountain gurgled. The white noise of an overhead fan […]