My Blog
Into Lent Towards Easter
Yesterday was Ash Wednesday. In the city where we live, priests and ministers were out on city streets this morning in the bitter cold offering to place ashes on the foreheads of those who wanted that for themselves. The light in the morning sky is not bright here in...
My Memories of Baseball
The game of baseball has a special place in my heart. The crack of a bat connecting with a baseballinvites dreamy memories. In the 1950’s, when I was a young kid, my busy mother took me, just me, to watch baseball games inLabatt’s Memorial Park in London Ontario. I...
September Musings
This time of year makes me think of my own teachers and how they have affected my understanding ofawe and wonder. I hope that this year’s teachers, whoever and wherever they are, will encourage andvalue whatever awe and wonder their students or they themselves...
My Early Experience with the Cosmic or Integral Consciousness Movement
There is exciting understanding coming into our consciousness about what many people call ‘Our New Creation Story.’ The talk is about the film footage coming across our television screens from the James Webb Space Telescope this past summer. The talk is about...
Building the Earth
Thoughts on ’ Building the Earth’Most people would admit to hoping that the world will be a better place because they have been in it.Some people, perhaps most of us, desire to grow into the people love calls us to be.So where do we look for ideas on how to build the...
The Fist Poem of My Adult Life I Chose to Keep and Why I Am Glad I Did.
On The RiverOn land good dialogue is difficult.Seasons tell us when to rest and when to grow.The river is the place for easy flow.Flotsam and jetsam float on by.The daystar and night stars light our way.Huck and Jim were friendson the river.I offer this poem, which I...