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Solstice
It is the twentieth of June 2025. The summer solstice in northern Colorado, where I now live, began tonight at 8:42. For the last hour, I’ve been participating in an online meditation/celebration that just completed. The energy is extraordinary in this pivotal year of unprecedented change…
How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love AI
For those of you old enough, you might recognize that the allusion in this post title is to the 1964 political satirical black comedy film Dr. Strangelove or How I Learned To Stop Worrying and Love The Bomb. The allusion ends there, except for one commonality between the time of the “cold war,” the subject of the film, and the current “age of technology.” That commonality, for many…
Ancestral Healing and Cosmic Connect-the-Dots
The notion of ancestral healing is relatively new to me. I hadn’t heard of it until maybe a few years ago. And I didn’t really have an understanding of what it entailed. The thought of it, however, as another arena in which I might have to uncover more deep multi-faceted inter-dimensional feelings, maybe even trauma, was something I wasn’t at all interested in…
Passion, A Memory, and Moving On
These are no ordinary times. Not in the outer world, nor in the inner world of Self. For those focused above the fray, it is a potential time of self-discovery, of letting go of the old, of renewal on every level, of embracing possibility. What is happening now on Earth is unprecedented, unpredictable, and far reaching. Think galactic. It is an acceleration and…
A Haiku Moment
Some of you might know that the actor Richard Chamberlain died on Saturday, March 29, at the age of ninety. It was this event, oddly enough, that led me to write this piece. First, a short tribute to an enormously gifted actor and remarkable human being. As memorial posts scrolling through Facebook all week reminded, it was the TV series Dr. Kildare…
Learning To Be Astonished
I’ve now been living in Longmont CO for over three and half months, and I must admit that, much sooner than I could have imagined, I came to the point where I no longer looked back. I can’t say that Colorado now feels like home, although it does feel like the absolute right place for me to be. The idea of “home” has become more difficult to define lately…
The Continuing Journey Home
There often comes a time on a spiritual path that everything appears to fall apart, and that it takes everything falling apart to find the courage to make a leap – into another space, another life, another self. Five months into the healing of my fractured right arm/shoulder, Hurricane Helene hit Asheville NC, the place I had called home for thirty-three years…
Poetic Offerings
As some of you might know, on June 21 I fell and fractured the proximal humerus of my right arm/shoulder. It was only afterwards that I realized that that day, the day that it happened, was the full moon, the summer solstice, and my father’s birthday to boot. Being somewhat sensitive to large influxes of cosmic energy, I’m surprised…
Falling Into Uncertainty
I’ve shared a lot about learning to live with uncertainty, with change, with the I don’t know, and apparently some untoward part of me thought it might be enlightening to give me the opportunity to see how well I was doing, because on June 21, in unusual, weird, and terribly inconvenient circumstances, I fell and fractured the proximal humerus of my right arm…
Above The Fray
The world is becoming curiouser and curiouser, and I’ve been exploring the most expansive ways to stay above the fray. That’s what I call being in observer mode, holding the larger vision for myself and for humanity. If I feel my solar plexus beginning to spin, I know I’m getting stuck in the mire…
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