tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36703077992813845362024-10-04T23:35:18.822-04:00Zen and the Art of the Midlife Crisisheart, soul, work, play; the joys, pains, and some of the lessons of LifeAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.comBlogger256125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-64886008435255226252012-12-16T23:07:00.003-05:002012-12-16T23:07:47.870-05:00Guns Don't Matter
Events on Friday in Newton, Ct are a horrific reminder that
tragedies do not take holidays into consideration.
In
comparison to tsunamis, hurricanes, spreading cancers and climate change, the
death toll is relatively small, but being man-made and with victims so
innocent, we struggle to understand the terrifying implications.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-44768259440934502092012-12-12T23:07:00.000-05:002012-12-12T23:07:23.798-05:00The Music Never StopsAbout once a decade, musicians gather together and pool their incredible talents in a single concert broadcast around the world to raise relief funds for some disaster. It’s impossible not to be swept up in the magic of the moment.
For a brief time, there’s no “us” or “Them”, no rich or poor, white, black or Latino. The world is united and everyone is giving. It’s all about giving, all about Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-54280388871324485962012-12-12T07:14:00.002-05:002012-12-12T07:43:13.926-05:00In LoveWe're down to just a matter of days now before the acclaimed
date of December 21, 2012. Already, as I
write this in most parts of the world, it is the symmetrical and picture
perfect 12-12-12.
Easy to
think that this will be just another day and notice we're all in the holiday
spirit with little regard for the End of the Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-43572724086959996422012-12-04T09:37:00.002-05:002012-12-04T09:37:30.404-05:00Realignment
Another day of significance with planets aligned
strategically and incomprehensibly passes around and through us. This was the
day when Mercury, Venus and Saturn would stand directly over the three pyramids
at Giza.
Instead of being
energized, however, I feel eclipsed, my brain so dense and full of mush, I
crashed comatose Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-89842394568492483992012-11-24T11:55:00.000-05:002012-11-25T07:52:25.110-05:00Round and RounderThis is a weekend of gratitude.
Thanksgiving
is perhaps the most American tradition, crossing all boundaries of religion,
ethnicity and politics. For this one day
after the elections and before the shopping intensity, as a nation, we pause to
bless, love and appreciate.
&Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-53262402928807103642012-10-23T06:59:00.002-04:002012-10-23T06:59:39.792-04:00Pick a Little, Talk a LittleThe transformation of our lives is not an easy process. We want to think there is a distinct “before” and “after”, a beginning and end. We want it to be something we get through and then are done with, free and clear on the other side of trouble and lack.
Time proves, however, that the transformation is never truly complete. Even our death, apparently, is not an end, but simply a shift into a Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-28797312289909610382012-08-04T08:23:00.001-04:002012-08-04T08:24:42.666-04:00Lightshine
Upon hearing that I am looking for a roommate to help with
expenses now that my son is off to college, a well-meaning friend advised that
I should choose someone young, fresh and full of energy.
"The
kind of man your age," it was suggested, "Who would be able only to
rent a room would indicate struggle and you need no Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-86346910747476936732012-04-06T08:56:00.000-04:002012-04-06T09:05:41.835-04:00Rising Moon Over DisorientationThe full moon energy is strong tonight. Mercury is retrograde for another week. In Vermont, we've already had May and it's only April.
No wonder my head is swirling.
On an earthly plane, very few words have been scribbled on this blog or notes strummed on my guitar in the past few months. The creative energy is on hold while I wrestle (once again) with the effort to pay bills on the Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-12273197234732246262012-03-21T18:44:00.000-04:002012-03-21T18:44:41.420-04:00Guest Post: Kate Loving ShenkAs I have been so very busy of late pursuing other projects, I am pleased to present Kate Loving Shenk, an internet friend of mine met last summer through a telesummit about writing transformational books. Kate is leaping forward with fierce determination to spread good prayers in the world and I invite you to get to know her work a little better.
(There's a pause button on the music iconAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-26743682651709808622012-02-27T07:52:00.000-05:002012-02-27T07:52:06.228-05:00The Proof is in the CoffeeLike duct tape, Coffee, it seems, can cure anything.
Some times
the simplest of tasks can cause the biggest frustrations. We can have done something over and over, but
for some reason, the tried and true method is bollixed by a flurry of miscues
that makes you think the world is conspiring to ruin the result.
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-91487524400082897772012-01-05T06:28:00.000-05:002012-02-27T07:54:36.048-05:00New Year Revolution With six loads of laundry folded before the sun was even up
on New Years morning, I wish I could say I had felt accomplished. The truth, however, was that in that damp
dark dawn we call a holiday, I was awake too early and alert with fear and
worry about what may or may not lie ahead.
In the darkness, it is too easyAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-72684513352061164782011-12-28T06:25:00.001-05:002011-12-28T06:28:04.733-05:00Breathing In, Breathing OutIn a few days we begin the year that some believe will be
the end of the world. I prefer to add
the phrase "as we know it" and join in the celebrations around the
world that predict a marvelous transformation of fear into love.
The energy
is mounting. More and more, I find
myself in cosmic conversations that Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-22375448418451729402011-12-25T08:28:00.000-05:002011-12-25T08:28:21.203-05:00Good Cheer Christmas morning early
around the world children are waking up with visions of wrappings torn from
their packages. Parents hold hands and
are proud, joyful and loving to hear the delighted screams. The day of peace on earth and good will seems
abundant with truth and beauty.
&Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-5745121435861010222011-12-07T08:07:00.001-05:002011-12-07T08:17:48.373-05:00Heart-centered Holidays
As the days of December
darken into winter, holidays ignite magic into our hearts, creating light to
find our way. Be it Christmas, the
Solstice festivals, Hanukah or Kwanzaa, the time is of celebration and gratitude
for all the gifts material and metaphysical that we have received.
&Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-72069025094867427762011-11-18T08:04:00.001-05:002011-11-18T09:21:28.484-05:00Love Over Gold The test of my true faith has come upon me. Far later than is healthy for any man, I have
accepted one last parting gift from my father and step out into the world once
again on my own.
No longer tested like
some Job broken-hearted on my sofa with a tube in my belly and dreamsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-43794815989383923562011-11-17T07:32:00.001-05:002011-11-17T08:16:29.169-05:00Words in the washing pile: finding creativity amid the “everyday.”
Karin Cox is a professional editor in Australia (don't let that stop you from sending a manuscript for her review!) and the author of more than 28 non-fiction titles. In 2010, she published her first ebooks Growth and Cage Life, which between them have attracted more than 35,000 readers. We "met" through a link after a link after a link--perhaps one link too many that night, but turnsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-80606014138868451262011-11-16T10:01:00.001-05:002011-11-16T11:25:16.200-05:00To the Wolves and Sheep Who Cry enoughJust as the sense of the Occupy Wall Street Movement began nearly
overnight, it seems evictions of parks in cities around the country have tried
to put an end to the uprising in one fell swoop. We are on the verge of a precipice and our
collective energy as a culture and society, the kind of world we want for
ourselves and our children, teeters in the balance.
 Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-81215029684059984522011-11-09T11:05:00.000-05:002011-11-09T11:16:07.370-05:00Imagine: it's easy if you tryA little more than a year ahead of the Mayan Calendar's end
of the world as we know it in December 2012, our good ol' Western version,
accepted by most, will reach the symmetrically perfect date of 11/11/11 in just
two days.
Many have
embraced significant meaning in the perfection and will honor the moment in
different Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-21355307262320296232011-11-07T15:58:00.001-05:002011-11-07T16:13:14.348-05:00What is Your Life Whispering to You?Guest Post By Cheryl Shireman
I believe life whispers to you and provides
direction. I call that life force God. You can call it whatever you want, but
there is no escaping it. If we are open and brave enough to say yes, life will
take us in directions we never expected, and you will live a life beyond your
wildest dreams.
Those whisperings often come in the form of a
“crazy” idea Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-64534125092981137092011-11-06T14:25:00.000-05:002011-11-06T19:10:43.567-05:00How Sharing Wealth Attracts Prosperity
The broader and more sophisticated grows the world wide web,
the closer are we able to connect to total strangers, creating community in all
corners and companionship even as we sit alone.
The ripples of nearly every conversation can wander near and far.
Countless
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-28457748406247643772011-10-20T11:07:00.001-04:002011-10-20T11:30:14.183-04:00Milestones in Tiny StepsA few days ago, I did
the marketing must of a good business and sent out a newsletter to my email
list. Although there is little income
for my efforts at this point, it was remarkable to notice how busy I am, how
many pies have been created for my fingers to nibble.
Days slip through our grasp and race around the corners
ofAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-71275580198038420702011-10-16T10:05:00.001-04:002011-10-16T10:15:23.520-04:00Houses of Glass On Tuesday evening, my life will be the focus of a two hour discussion on the internet. While there are nooks and crannies too personal or involving others that will not be voiced, most everything about my inner heart and soul is on the table.
Uncomfortable with braggadocio and self-importance, I have spent much of these past years examining my Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-83131655595489888882011-10-11T10:58:00.000-04:002011-10-11T11:20:33.717-04:00The Call to Arms EmbracingMy version of facebook
tonight is loaded with clips and quotes about the movement to occupy Wall
Street and its spread to other cities around the country. "Something's happening here, and what it
is..." is very exciting.
Only a month ago, I heard someone from Vermont mention
heading down to participate and offering to carry Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-90897388785789415112011-10-08T10:33:00.001-04:002011-10-08T12:51:54.182-04:00Letting the Sunshine InOne of my biggest fears, I admit, is spending the working part
of my life in a 9 to 5 cubicle, a rote sort of drudgery that might grind the
joy in my soul to dust. Of course, this
is obscenely unfair, a phobia generated out of early television shows,
ignorance and my own well-nourished determination.
My father
led a large Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670307799281384536.post-84869172873373008262011-10-04T17:11:00.000-04:002011-10-04T17:20:36.170-04:00Help From FriendsEnergy builds and relaxes by the hour, sometimes by
the minute. As we awaken to more
conscious living, our heads swim with the pulls and tugs between new
perspective and old habits.
Exploring
the potential of ideas that flood through the opening sluice gates of creative
life, my mind leaps and frolics with passion for the Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952442938347357506noreply@blogger.com1