Motivated By Spirit

Now! What a wonder filled word that is. It declines to give credence to a past; disowns a future of any kind; yet contains within itself all the possibilities a dream can hold. Now is where I live and am infused with the energy of love. In my now there lay a completion not to be found anywhere else. In my now life finds itself as me and I am fulfilled. In my now I am bathed in the radiance of my inner light and glow eternally; a beacon for any who would walk in darkness. The words of Isaiah: “The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light…” ring clearly within this now; pointing with prophetic fingers to this very moment. This very instant, this same moment, within this brilliant now ; the earth reflects the glory of the Creator God in myriad activities forming a song of love teeming with life. This moment a koala in Australia bites the succulent leaf of a giving eucalyptus tree and sighs with contentment. In China a lover surrenders to passion and satiety is ...

“Our brains are not designed for reality,” a quote from Scott Adams the creator of the Dilbert comic strips. I was watching a YouTube conversation because it was in one of the box below the funny video I’d started. The simple sentence caught me in my attention and caused me to pause and think. What is reality and why are our brains not designed to handle it? After a few days of pondering the quandary the statement poses without overtly thinking about it; I came up with some thoughts of my own. You know how metaphysics states that the world we live in with our bodies is an Illusion? Well it is and our brains are designed to navigate the illusion. That is the purpose of our brains; navigating the world of matter and illusion. So where is the instrument for navigating reality? Another bright thought led me to conclude it is our spirits. Our spiritual eyes see reality and our souls live within that reality every day of physical lives. Living within the illusion that we are ...

Once upon a time on planet earth the people drew lines across continents; spoke different languages; fought wars over words and peddled fear in all its various forms. What changed? A small brown girl named Admyra was born more than a thousand years ago. She bore in her heart a love that was never been on the earth before. Just before her sixth birthday, she asked her mother why people fought and hated one another.   That’s the way it has always been here on earth, her mother told her. We must change that way and help people to love one another; they will have greater happiness if they do. Her mother handed her a sandwich for her lunch box and smiled that grown up indulgent smile mothers do when the children spoke those kinds of words. Admyra put her sandwich in her lunch box along with an apple and a bottle of water and walked to school. Her closest friend was a little girl named Innocence who never seemed to have lunch of her own. When the lunch hour arrived the two gir...

I’ve been a little ashamed of having less material belongings than most of my peers. While I was globetrotting, taking long sabbaticals from the corporate culture, and being an urban mystic, my peers were steadfast in material pursuits. Thus we entered our “golden years” with most of my peers having the material wherewithal to live comfortably; while I on the other hand live on the bare minimum provided by the governmental safety net, aka Social Security .   This has been a source of grave concern for me and often caused me to hide most of what was happening in my life away from my spiritual endeavors. An example of this is how I pretend that I have no interest in attending events that costs money which I do not have and I know with will be expansive. I do not do things that feed my spirit, because I do not have the money to pay for them. I have accepted that is where I am on my journey, but grieve my inability to change any of it. I live in an income dependent apar...

Venus and Serene Williams I know from the teachings that to change one must be willing to change. I know that changing includes breaking old patterns and starting new ones. I know what the stillness feels like. Yet this morning it was extremely difficult to not turn to the tennis channel. The French opens today. It is my first challenge on changing the old pattern. I also know that television repeats but some of my favorite players may even now be on court; their actions available on the tennis channel. I have resisted so far. It may not seem difficult and would not even been an option several years ago when most of my waking moments were spent in meditation and spiritual pursuits. Today, however it is a challenge; how the mighty have fallen? I own all of it, and will watch with a clearer conscience later in the day when the Tennis channel replays the entire day at Roland Garros. I sit here and the purpose for this mighty effort to change my pattern begins now. My thoug...