Daily Archives: April 1, 2014

Sept 11, 2001: Taking a stand for responsible consciousness

This year, as a spiritual educator, I will be encouraging and assisting those I work with in opening to and developing their strategies for self-empowerment. I will be encouraging and supportive of change. My heart, mind and soul will be present as I walk this world. I will be a force among the forces and the power that I will invite to move through me is the vibration of love.

I invite each one of you to ask yourselves, “What do I stand for? What is the prayer that I want to walk into this world?” Become that prayer. No longer invest in thoughts or beliefs that make you and others less that you truly are.

Please take a moment to close your eyes and center yourself. Let these words speak to the spirit within you. This past year has been an initiation into the darkest and the lightest sides of our nature. We face that which we have been separated from within ourselves.


Death, the advisor

November 11, 2002

At the approach of each New Year, I take stock of the year just past and look at what I feel is in store for the next.

I recently moved from my office in a lovely Cape Cod style home (converted to executive office suites) where I had spent many happy and productive years. There are remarkable things about this move. One is that I am moving from a space that was upstairs and tucked away in the back of the attic, lovely and womb-like, with slanted ceilings and one small window to let in a sliver of light. My new space, in a single-story brick building just down the street, is a suite of offices with its own private entrance. Many windows not only let in abundant sunlight, but make me quite visible as well. I am amused to think of myself as on display… anyone driving by or pulling into the parking lot could look through the floor to ceiling windows and watch me at the work of my soul.


Reflections on Italy 2007 Soul Quest

It has been less that two weeks since I returned from Italy. The experiences continues to blossom within me, subtly and profoundly altering my perception. I find it isn’t just my sense of the world that has changed, it is a shift at a deep core level of my being. A letting go… a surrendering to Spirit in a way that I don’t yet have words for. There is a fullness in my heart and a fullness in my being that surfaces in my life as a profound sense of peace .


Diving Deeper: Finding Meaning in Health Issues

In these times of turbulence, change, and chaos, it is easy to want to oversimplify, to search for easy answers to life’s challenges. As a spiritual counselor, I find all too often, that the first place people go when they have an illness is self blame. They wonder what they have done wrong, or what issue they have failed to resolved that has caused their current condition. The first thing I tell them is, “The world is not a reward and punishment system, this world is a school for our spiritual evolution.” It is important to let go of self blame and open to what wants to stretch and grow within us. What are the deeper truths that we are ready to manifest?


Anniversary Grief

Christmas has come and gone, as has New Years day. Life settles back into a known and not unwelcome routine. I wonder if this year the anniversary date will pass me by, without its dark invitation. I wonder, because I do not have a specific date for the anniversary I am writing of. I have a vague memory of time of a month.

Trauma can work that way, for many of us, we disassociate. We no longer use the rational mind to mark time, and other details of an event. Instead of an experience being processed and metabolized by the psyche, we choose to not think about it. All of our experience disappears, as it heads underground. Unfelt, unprocessed, feelings go straight from the emotional self, into the body consciousness, where they stay until triggered. We are left with the protection of a dreamlike memory, less devastating because it does not stand in sharp relief, its details exposed by the magnifying glass of our awareness. Vague and dreamlike yes, but not a pleasant dream, more like the unremembered nightmare that haunts your day. In fact all of us are haunted by any traumatic event that shaped our self sense and has gone unresolved.


Watching My Children Blossom in Nepal

I began planning this trip a year ago, and here we are sitting outside the Hotel Vajra in Katmandu, Nepal.

There is an air of excitement all around us. We are here at festival time and the beautiful old brick walls surrounding the hotel are vine and flower strung. The deities in their niches are decorated with colorful powders and fresh flower garlands. They are each surrounded by lit candles and the air is rich with the incense wafting on the breeze. Lavish attention has been paid to the feminine deities in particular as this sacred time of year is celebrated.

There is a subtle yet pervasive feeling of the Himalayas that loom in the distance, though the overcast sky makes them almost impossible to see. I listen to the banter of my daughter Megan, and my son Chris, as they share lightly, easily, effortlessly with some of the group of 20 whom we have traveled to Nepal with.

We are on pilgrimage here to the birth place of Buddha. We have come to find the place where the sacred dwells inside each one of us. We are here to view ourselves and the world with the beginner’s minds. Each of us hoping and waiting for an invitation from this sacred ground, into new depths of our own connection with spirit.