As each generation rolls into its aging process I hear the centuries old flood of litanies, laments and commiserations regarding the...

Music is a language that any being can enjoy and understand. We are moved by music universally. Even without being able to hear, music...

I wonder sometimes just how much of a chip off the ol' block of god/star dust/ all that its/ we actually are. How is it that I can sit...

This poem suggests an invitation to bring experiences in life to the Divine Whole of consciousness. It is what we do whether conscious or...