Motivated By Spirit

  Yesterday, in the early afternoon I managed to get outside of the house. That may not sound as an achievement to some who come and go whenever they want to ou, or with very little notice of this feat.  But to me it was a great overcoming. So much so, that while in the midst of this grand accomplishment, I texted a friend to woller in the glory of it all. I opened the back door and stepped out on the patio and sat on the bench that was a few steps away from the door. The sun was warm. I immediately noticed that there were there were birds picking food from the grass, a few bees on the dandelions the mower missed, and the dappled sunshine under the tree by the fence.  A very cooling breeze surrounded my body in an embrace I had not felt in what seemed like ages. Then one of my favorite smells of the Earth caressed my nostrils with its familiar fragrance. The smell of freshly mowed grass thrilled me with pleasure and joy. I luxuriated for a long time in the intense feeling...

 Today I spoke with my very dear friend, and she mentioned that a mutual friend was on her mind. I said that same friend has been on my mind as well. When we ended the call, I called that friend who had moved away from the Atlanta area, got here machine and left a message letting her know how loved she was by her Atlanta friends. Within a few minutes my beloved friend called, and we had a most loving and warming conversation. ( That paragraph was written May 30, 2023, then tennis begun with the French open at Roland-Garros started May 31, 2023, so I will complete that amazing, serendipitous experience, after it ends a week from today, on June 11, 2023, or perhaps a little sooner, but it will be done.) A few days before I had received a massive amount of the healing energy that sometimes courses through my body up and down my spine the same event happens whenever I need to contact someone who may need to connect to this energy. Sometimes the energy seems to flow into what I have com...

 Roberta is my sister-in-law. She  was born in the verdant countryside of North Carolina. In the place of her earthly beginnings, she learned that family is important and equally important is being a part of a loving community. Roberta McCarthy, Nee Harris came to the bustling New York City with her values intact and kept them for the rest of her life there in that bustling metropolis.  She was soft spoken and a woman of few words, yet her commitment once given was never withdrawn.  Seated within her values is a generosity that was unparalleled, and an attraction which drew into her life a new family, which grew with every person she took into her heart. She found community within the Jamaican community, she loved them, and they loved her in return. Living within that Jamaican community was her husband, my brother Clement. Having found the love of her life she. became one with his family. Clement's mother became her mother, his...

Yesterday was the day for me to see the doctor at the infusion center where they monitor my ongoing progress with the challenges my body is handling since the return of the cancer, we had banished in 2014. However, the visit was very different this time, My skin encased Angel. the lovely Miss Kat who takes to my appointments and stays with me though the rigors had to change the routine we followed for these visits ever four weeks. She had an unexpected event, so she planned to leave for the time between the doctor and the infusion and return to take me home. A great plan and would have been perfect except my toothache got in the way. The tooth needed to be pulled and I needed an oncologist dentist to do that.  A referral was necessary, and the infusion had to be suspended until after the extraction because the medication given by way of the infusion could cause excessive bleeding.  Infusion day usually starts with blood work, then the doctor consultation, then the infusion. Th...

    In  1986 the company for which I worked shipped me to Miami Florida from Nashville Tennessee, a turn of good fortune as there was a Jamaican community there and lots of mango trees. I was not unhappy with the move. I found the New Thought community via the Unity Church led by the Reverend Goodison-Orr. I also found a wider New Age Community and continued my deepening Spiritual growth through both of these communities. In other words, I thieved while there and ended up spending the next fourteen years there. I made many friends in both of these communities. Early in my Miami sojourn, I attended a group meeting with my newly found New Age friends. As is my wont, I pontificated on the topic of walking the path of spiritual unfoldment. After all I had read many books on the subject as well as attended many retreats and workshops. I knew a lot about that topic, or so I convinced myself at the time. As I entered my stride in the pontification process, a kind gentleman enter...

 Yesterday, I celebrated my 79th birthday. It is wonderful knowing I've lived for 79 years in this body.  As I recall my span of years, it seems that it was just the other day, I was nine or ten years old and my only concern was could I go next door to pick some genype (a beloved fruit with a huge seed that could be roasted), from our neighbor's tree. Here I am 70 years later crying with joy at the sight of my family gathered around my bed singing happy birthday to me. Here's the story of this body. It had a recurring vaginal abscess for thirty years, which led to a phenomenal healing of the childhood trauma of being repeated molested by a neighbor who bribed me not to tell. From that point I journeyed on in it as a very healthy vehicle until in the middle sixties when it encountered cancer as an accelerant to a deeper plunge into the invisible world of Spirit. Using the opportunity cancer offered, I began to knowledge some of the other talents I brought into this lifetime....

Within the pinch of eternity called my life span, love is the state in which I live and move and have Being. Love fills the cracks and crannies as it carves with infinite precision the moments of my days. Love wakes me each morning to gaze upon the bright new day in which to see its handiwork in the lives of birds, butterflies, scuttling armies of workers in speeding cars every spot an eye can see. It puts me to sleep at night so that I can enter the realms of light the day obscures with actions in the place of being. My life here in my pinch of eternity is made soft, alluring and fulfilling each moment when I remember I am the Love that created the Universe in which a salamander coexists with exploding stars. Oh, the joy of having my being in the cradling nest breathed out by love! Photograph me leading a meditation at a friend's wedding, in Miami 80s?