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The Holy Spirit Is a Weaver

Curving back within myself, I create again and again –Bhagavad Gita Do I contradict myself? Very well, then, I contradict myself. I am large, I contain multitudes. –Walt Whitman   One issue with spiritual or prophetic writing is that the niggling mind will always find holes, will always look for exceptions. Situations where a statement doesn’t seem to work, or can’t be put into practice because of the reader’s/student’s personal […]

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The Good Soil

A farmer went out to sow her seed. As she was scattering the seed, some fell along the path; it was trampled on, and the birds ate it up. Some fell on rocky ground, and when it came up, the plants withered because they had no moisture. Other seed fell among thorns, which grew up with it and choked the plants. Still other seed fell on good soil. It came […]

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This Is the Time for Healing

I keep telling myself I’m not going to write on this blog so much. I’m going to save up the posts, publish them in a measured way. But this is not how I operate as a person. Because there is so much in me that has been waiting to come. There is so much to reveal, and to be revealed. Why not live into abundance when it exists, even if […]

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What If There Are No Mistakes?

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” –Mary Oliver, “The Summer Day” Yesterday, a wise friend of mine drove me from our comfy little table outside a cafe in Old City Philadelphia to the beaten-down pounding lot set up by Philadelphia Parking Authority, because they had towed my car. I had been having a great conversation with two other women, but […]

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Why Teach?

“I could love everybody in this room if I had an opportunity to know you, with equal intensity, and I still would have the same amount of love and the same potential to love that I have right at this moment. I will have lost nothing. But I first must have it. If my love is neurotic, if it’s possessive, if it’s sick, all that I could teach you is […]

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What Does It Mean to Be Strong?

I met a psychic once who held my hand and said, “You’re enormously strong. You shouldn’t have been suffering with depression.” I don’t think she ever knew the strength it can take for a depressed person, whose body feels like it’s weighed down by boulders, to stand up and get a shower and make breakfast and drive a car. I am not depressed anymore, and I hope I never am […]

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