My sweet old hen Cordelia is dieing. She has a fatal chicken condition know as water belly. Basically, her liver is shutting down coupled with congestion heart failure. She’s an indoor hen now that her mate Kang is gone. She has no one to protect her while roaming the farm. I’ve had to take over as care giver, companion, and comforter. Having a chicken in … Continue reading A Death Well Lived
For the child me, grace was an incongruent concept to the shame and destructive seed of self doubt and loathing sown into field of my tender heart. The concept I had of grace was in short of big old lie that tormented me endlessly with fear and disconnected my soul from the Oneness of the Infinite Divine. Continue reading The Light of Grace
To me, this is universal meditation at the core. This concept, with or without a particular religion, has the capacity to create true change in our world for the better. The choice to include or exclude the Divine from daily practice is a personal choice. Continue reading Christian Meditation and Metta Meditation
Prayer got me no where. I was left feeling resentful, angry, and like I was sending off letters to Santa Clause at the North Pole with no hope of ever hearing a reply. I was a ministerial major and I had stopped praying. Continue reading Prayer
