Usually heaven is thought of as someplace you experience “later”—if it is thought about at all. It is the hereafter, as it’s sometimes referred to. Or someplace totally removed from the human space in which we live. Whatever heaven may
I choose to be the voice of the conscious revelation of love through a human being. How about you? I am that voice for all people. How about you? We can take full responsibility for this for the rest of
Readers of The Pulse of Spirit are people around the world connected in a field of high conscious awareness. Many of us have devoted ourselves to bringing the powerful vibration of the highest love into the world, knowing that this
I surrender. I open and let the love in. I open myself to the light. It pours in this open mind and heart and quickly hits the walls of protection and cupboards filled with concepts that I have used to
There is a key question relative to our understanding of ourselves and the world in which we live: Do you want to know? When you meet another person, do you want to know them? Do you want to know me?
There seem to be few contexts available to most people where you are with a collective of people where the energy is high and strong, and where there is a love connection among all concerned. I am thinking of the
The highest love of all becomes personal. But still, it is larger and higher than who we are as a human being. Truly, it transcends the individualized aspect of the Divine that is the reality of who we are as
In this Eastertime we celebrate the coming of the Beloved through a man we speak of as Jesus. We celebrate his victory, a victory known in the face of the world as it is, a world that is characterized by
I would like to add my voice to the honoring of the young people who led the march in Washington, D.C., on March 24th. I honor the students from Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School, who took the horror they endured
I celebrate the Birth of the New Human that is occurring worldwide. What is it that is really happening? I invite you to consider the multiple births we experience as human beings. This will require creative thinking that will take
On the weekend of November 15, 1969, I was a junior in high school. With friends, I chartered a bus from my hometown, Westport, Connecticut, to participate in the Moratorium March on Washington, protesting the war in Vietnam. The month
Welcome the spirit that brings clarity in the heaven of your Being, allowing the fog to clear, allowing the ancient sadness that afflicts a human life to be dissipated in the light of the sun that shines through you and
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