The Pulse of Spirit

Consider what is on the leading edge of the spiritual evolution of humanity, and where we have been to get here. Here is my abbreviated history of that evolution. We have a limited record of ancient human civilization that was

Both my experience of the creation of this message and the reading of it by you has the possibility of being a time for upliftment, a time for letting go in mind and heart of whatever we have been involved

(A transcript of the August 14th Service at Sunrise Ranch) I’d like to take this opportunity to do something unusual. I’d like to dedicate this service to offering an answer to the spiritual crisis facing America today. It is a

David Karchere’s words at the Arise Festival Dome Event and the International Teleconference Service of the Creative Field on August 7, 2016. I want to address something that’s mundane and yet so important. It is a reality that is indicative

We, as human beings, can get wrapped up in the pattern of life that we are living and forget our relationship with the origin of that life. That forgetfulness leads to dwindling joy and dwindling fulfillment. Life runs down for

There is a connection between spirituality and grit. When I first came to Sunrise Ranch in 1975 I had just graduated from the university. The Ranch had been operating since 1945 at that point. I came for a spiritually based

We stand on earth, being witnessed by the sun and the solar system around us, and by the larger pattern of Being that we relate to when we look up at the night sky and see those tiny points of

The nation is in anguish over the deaths of this past week. Just when we thought we were getting over race issues in this country, America has been witness to the deaths of two black men at the hands of

Last night I had the opportunity to participate in a “sushi summit”—a dinner meeting with Tierro Lee and Paul Bassis, who produce the ARISE Festival, and Michael Costello from Sunrise Ranch. We agreed to extend the length of time that

  It seems I never spend time with the late afternoon breeze so filled with pine, or walk high into the peaks to feel Your sun upon my head and breathe the chill of snow that has cooled the mountain

Do you believe in magic? Do you believe in the magic of the flowers outside, blossoming all around us? The magic of creation? The magic of what you share with other people? I recently received suggested edits back from the