
Walking the Plank
It’s never as fun as in Peter Pan. It’s murder—A public execution. Peter Pan flew, but I don’t know how. Continue reading
It’s never as fun as in Peter Pan. It’s murder—A public execution. Peter Pan flew, but I don’t know how. Continue reading
As Mom came around the corner and saw it, she gasped, stumbled against me and started to cry. “There are Continue reading
Wake up and listen. There are sounds you’ve been taught not to hear: Joy is as real as despair. Continue reading
It is dark and getting darker. Under the snow is bitter ice, and under that, brown earth. I remember standing 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
— Welcome! This week we talked about guided meditations and music for meditation. Below are some wonderful links.–Jean Guided Meditations 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