
Mrs. Stanley’s Lesson
It’s how these things so often happen. Early on a Monday morning in about 1979, after I had finished meditating, Continue reading
It’s how these things so often happen. Early on a Monday morning in about 1979, after I had finished meditating, Continue reading
Things seem a shambles. Outside, I question if democracy is worth it. Fire deaths, atrocities, shootings and massive hardship blare Continue reading
Meditation heals people, and I’ve been teaching a meditation class for Christians at my church. Here’s the link. There are online Continue reading
Like a fawn, the tiny girl stands nearby and says nothing. She watches it all and still stays silent, safe Continue reading
Practicing simple meditation eases pain—physical, mental and spiritual pain. Meditating means sitting in silence. I learn how to let my Continue reading
I kneel in soft, long grass. Sweet bushes arch overhead. The lilac scent colors the quiet like puffs of magical Continue reading
Sheep wander around me, slow round puffs with faces. An Irish mountainside slopes up to gnarled crags. The sea moves Continue reading
[Painting: The Best Of Dreams, by Liliya Garipova] It happened while I was jogging on a wooded path Continue reading