How Peace Begins
(A group of Sunrise Ranch residents offered statements on “Peace.”) Peace begins as the kiss of dawn. Deep waters rise, giving the breath of life, renewing old dust. It is our starlit anthem, our sweetest dream, our union in glory.
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(A group of Sunrise Ranch residents offered statements on “Peace.”) Peace begins as the kiss of dawn. Deep waters rise, giving the breath of life, renewing old dust. It is our starlit anthem, our sweetest dream, our union in glory.
I feel like we are a powerful jet, hurtling down the runway and taking off. Not being a jet pilot, the closest experience I’ve had to guiding such a craft is as the skipper of a sailboat. That’s as close
I invite you to a deep meditation into the very nature of what it means to be a human being and what it means to be actively involved in Creation, as we all have the opportunity to be. I would
It can be unpopular among some people to speak about the Divine as being above us. We don’t want to feel diminished as human beings. And certainly the Church has in many ways put down our humanity, calling people sinners.
I want to say in brief what I didn’t get to in the service this morning. It could come off as a teaching, and I suppose I won’t deny that in some way it is. But my greater interest is
There is so much that can distract us from the process of Creation and distract us from our role as a creator. There are so many very important things happening in our world. Surely the future must depend on those
The word art implies that there is an essence of something that is being given form. As a musical composer and songwriter, I initially perceive some kind of essential reality, something that is like a tune that hasn’t been sung.
These words are from a service at Sunrise Ranch during the Arise Music and Camping Festival. The song “What a Wonderful World” was sung with a pantomime of everyday human interchanges. HELENA KARCHERE: It is a wonderful world. And events
My boat struck something deep; nothing happened. Waves, water, silence. Nothing happened? Perhaps everything has happened and I’m standing in the middle of my new life.
Home Where I come from is a place without form. A place both larger and smaller than even I can comprehend. At home, I am not singular or separate, but my being is in all things. At home, I am
Will there come a time when the memories fade And pass on with the long, long years? When the ties no longer bind Lord save me from this darkest fear Don’t let me come home a stranger I couldn’t stand
At lunch today somebody was telling me that they are having an experience at Sunrise Ranch of healing their inner child, as they put it. And they realized that, with that healing, there were things that they could have been
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