“If you never searched for truth come with us and you will become a seeker. If you were never a musician come with us and you will find your voice… In our gathering one candle lights hundreds, we will light your path and give you courage so you will open like a flower and join … Continue reading Thread of Truth by Rumi
@harnessmagazine my article “Changing with the Seasons: Summertime”
Summer is the height of all the seasons, the end and beginning of the cycle of life. Symbolically, it is the ultimate goal, the point of enlightenment, the highest level of consciousness where the light shines the brightest, longest, and everlasting.
Summer is a celebration of the sun and a season of prosperity. The showers of Spring washed away the ice of winter, and gave nourishment to the dry, bare soil, so that it can once again prosper bountifully with life. The flowers are now in full bloom, trees lush and green, grass soft to the touch under bare feet, and animals are roaming about that once were in hibernation. Herbs, vegetation, and wild grain return to the land, providing nourishment for all. All seems so well, fun loving, and exciting in the heat of summer.
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Peace is a patient mentor, waiting for us to realize it. Once a glimpse of peace is seen – a glimmering light at the corner of the eye – and then felt, it consumes you like a possession, choosing not to let go. The moment peace is felt, there is no turning back. It now … Continue reading Peace
The colors are of great value to Mother Earth. They give life and strength to all living, and non-living, beings. The colors can not be described or explained, they just exist. They can not be seen by the human eye, but only by the blessed and wise. These are very rare. The blessed is hard … Continue reading The Light of the Sun
1st day of meditation... I left the house feeling heavy, nervous. As I began walking, concentrating on breathing, I began to calm some. When I sat down on the bench I was nervous. I didn’t know what to expect, but that feeling soon vanished once I closed my eyes. I did my best to clear … Continue reading Sacred Words: Journal Entry 5