“I’m not the only one.” I heard the all too familiar confirming relief in each voice on the other end of the line. This group of strangers had gathered to start a new adventure into the realm of conscious evolution with Barbara Marx Hubbard, back when conscious evolution and spirituality were far less Read More
I’m positive when brains, personality and the like were doled out, I snuck back round into the curiosity line at least twice. (Unfortunately by the time I arrived at the lines for “All Things Poetry” and “Special Spatial Relation Abilities”, I was greeted with “Out To Lunch” signs.) The best question I can imagine is Read More
Perhaps the oddest experience of serenity happened when my father died suddenly – “coincidentally” 11 years ago tomorrow. One might easily jump to conclusions of denial, when this was really an act of completion. I had returned just days earlier from a week long coaching intensive where Dad butted his way into my Read More
The first few days in Mexico were strangely unsettling, yet we couldn’t put our finger on the source. Toilet paper disposal was eye opening. Bottled water for brushing teeth was expected. Hand sanitizer after handling money made total cents. We took this all in as part of the adventure, so what was this niggling Read More
Maybe I should have stayed in bed. At least then I could have avoided another day rattling around the notion of passion with only this thought or that coming to mind and providing no clear direction. Ouch. Sort of sounds like my life for a couple of decades. Gave up the only dream Read More
Oh great. Creativity week and I suck at being creative. Far too much gets lost in the translation when I pick up a paintbrush, attempt writing a poem or pluck at a guitar. Heck, I remember the piano teacher strongly urging my mom to seek other pursuits for me. Does colouring outside the lines Read More