I lived in Santa Fe, New Mexico, for 9 glorious months of intuitive art, playing the gong, walking the gem strewn hillsides surrounding the city, going to all manner of exotic spiritual gatherings, and living in the most adorable guest casita with a terraced garden...
I just couldn’t bear her, or living there.The house was a glaring testimony to sickness and struggle. Everything spoke of her ‘condition’, from the ‘special chair’, to wrist warmers left on the kitchen counter, to dust in high places where she couldn’t clean, to the...
‘The stillness and the peace of now enfold you in perfect gentleness. Everything is gone except the truth’. T16.7.6 This article is a warm invitation to look at our understanding of ‘now’. Please come on in.. Maybe everyone who reads this will...
