Embracing Our Primal Innocence
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
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
(Carol Robertson, on Vancouver Island, BC, shared her original poem “Stillness Is Now.”) Stillness Aaahhh – Stillness Breathe it in. Breathe it out. In the midst of the explosion of colour And deepening green of summer, Breathe stillness in. Breathe
Happy Father’s Day to all you fathers and to all of us. I celebrate a new reality of fatherhood—not the old father who is either abandoning his world and his responsibilities, not acting for the good of his family or
Consider the difference between an old thought and a new one. How does it feel when you have an old thought—a thought you have had many times before? A pestering thought, a gnawing thought? Such thoughts are often accompanied by
When we think of all the things that happen in our culture and what is most pivotal for the change that is occurring, there are two areas that are pivotal: education and spirituality. There are many other facets of our
I want to tell the story of Harry Elkins Widener, for whom the largest library in Harvard University is named. Harry Elkins Widener was on the Titanic with his parents, and he was a famous bibliophile, which means a book
It was a delight to view the royal wedding—the marriage of Prince Harry and Meghan Markle. I couldn’t help but think of Princess Diana, Harry’s mother. She was the beginning of a loveliness that appeared in the wedding ceremony. I
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
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