Sincere Wishes & Prayers

My second sight came in after a period of serious physical illness.  So, it was difficult for me to trust the luminescent overlay I was seeing on the phenomenal world.  What was real?  The physical world?  The spiritual world?


In many Eastern philosophical traditions, students on the path are taught to be aware of thought, word and action forms, because, “as one thinks, one becomes.”  Each form of thought, word, and deed, is progressively more dense than the last (and more difficult to redress, should redress prove necessary).  This concept of density may be visualized in the graphic language of cartoonists as the thought bubble, conversation balloon and–BAM–the action graphic.

Second sight or no, for the longest time I remained a doubting and inquisitive skeptic.

Then, one day, after a particularly thorough and rebalancing acupuncture appointment, when I found myself being driven home behind a car with a most derisive bumper sticker about the false nature of spirituality, I thought to myself, “How sad that that person may never experience Grace and the Oneness of All things.”

And, in a moment of sincere compassion, I uttered a simple prayer, “Please open that person’s crown, so they may have a genuine spiritual experience.”  Although I was not anticipating any results, I witnessed a non-luminescent, triangular solid come flying out of the top of the person’s head–only to have it land next to the side of the road.  Consider this.

Fill yourself and your mind’s time with kind and sincere wishes for others and their wellbeing.  If no leading is granted to you about what sincere wish to offer and  you do not know what to pray on another’s behalf, ask for whatever is in another’s highest Light.  Angels will attend thee.

Spirituality: Furnishing the Heart

Standing in line at the post office,  I hear two gentlemen behind me talking about current events.  One man observes in summation, “When a person’s heart is full of that much hate, there’s no room for love in it.”  Picking up the thread of their conversation, I begin to consider with what emotions I have furnished my own heart.


On most days and in most moments, when I remain centered and am flying solo, my heart is furnished with gratitude for the trust extended to me in my contemplative life.  I am often guided to offer up internal words of kindness for people who cross my path during my daily errands.  It is in these moments that my heart feels the most spacious and light, bearing an almost Japanese aesthetic to it’s furnishings, where the focus is on functional minimalism, simple beauty, respect, honor and the quality of light coming through shoji screens.

Still, there are times when I break the cord of my sacred connection by becoming preoccupied with a past experience or some unpleasant, current scenario that bumps me right up against an old piece of emotional or conceptual furniture.  This is when I scrape my knuckles or stub a toe.

Yet, while wishing to lug that ancient, giant chifforobe out of my heart, I find the furniture piece so unwieldy that it is virtually impossible to move it, let alone remove or jettison it, on my own.  And, if we we are genuinely interested in refurnishing the heart so that Love might abide, this process requires single-pointed focus, tremendous effort, unbelievable tenacity, and, possibly, a non-attached witness to our current working narrative, as well as assistance from Grace.

Antiquated furniture is moved out of the heart through a combination of will and Grace.  The moving process is taxing, emotionally messy and–if we have compromised our own integrity through inappropriate actions–grimy.  We often see changes in relationships, locations and circumstances, once the old bedroom set left by our second-to-the-last boyfriend has been properly packed up and released.

So, be tender and patient with yourself as you refurnish your heart with Love.  As with almost everything, it is a process. Open the door of dialogue between your searching child and your wisdom keeper, the Self.  Surrender to that which the true hand of Grace will provide.

Spirituality & Refuge


This spring , as the edges of my garden expanded into the alleyway, I purchased and planted a large bag of wildflower seeds for the pollinators coming through our neighborhood.  More than anything, I wanted to create a place of refuge—not only for myself in terms of the beauty of my natural yard—but also for my neighbors in the natural world.  In this narrow space, of perhaps a foot in width and twenty-five feet in length with intensively productive flowering plants, there have been a myriad of visitors: bees, butterflies, moths, cardinals and hummingbirds, among our many known flighted friends.  All summer long, they have been busy coming, going and otherwise retrieving what they need to live.

In contemplating the idea of refuge, I consider how we, as individuals, may choose to  offer refuge in the context of our human relationships—through the extension of kind speech, generous acts, our gifts or talents, as well as shared education in community—but, also, how we are capable of broadening the framework for the extension of refuge.

It seems that, in all of our busy, human and myopic doing,  we have forgotten that we are part of a broader world—the natural world.  We are not the only creatures on the planet, placed here to live and thrive.  We are not the only creatures on the planet seeking to live our lives in relative safety as we rear our young.  Thus, our concept of refuge needs to expand.  And, to that end, as co-inhabitants of the earth, changers of the planet’s landscape and configuration, we—as consumers—need to remember that our daily life-style choices have a tremendous impact on the ability of our fellow creatures to simply carry on with the business of their lives.