Personal Growth

Imagination, Energy and Focus

2009-09-28T20:34:37-06:00By |Friends|

I have a dear friend who lives in Maine; I've spoken of her before, the lovely and talented Karen Montanaro, wife of my beloved late teacher Tony Montanaro. She is a seeker like myself. Our conversations would drive most anyone mad as we stay up late into the night bug-eyed considering thoughts in the realms [...]

Dreamer? Romantic?? Me???

2009-09-26T23:00:38-06:00By |Relationships|

Well, I am the person who just wrote about the challenge of my constant distractions. Yes, I am, (a dreamer....), I love to create cool stuff, can spend hours and hours in contemplation or writing about all manner of things, (useful or not), concocting adventures for sure, and entertainments, certainly dinner soirees with [...]

Our ‘arriving’ and distractions inherent on the path…

2009-09-26T14:25:55-06:00By |Reflection|

I'm amused, distracted really by my own distractions.. Distraction: Origin: 1425–75; late ME (< AF) < L distractiōn- (s. of distractiō) separation. See distract, -ion 1. the act of distracting. 2. the state of being distracted. 3. mental distress or derangement: That child will drive me to distraction. 4. that which distracts, divides the attention, [...]

So Tell Me, What Was It Like For You?

2009-09-21T07:12:42-06:00By |Reflection|

I am considering that I might need to embrace rather than scorn the sleep that won't come to me. Perhaps I'm supposed to lie awake to hear something which I can't hear in my sleep. Maybe I'm like a new mother, having just given birth or about to give birth to something new and spectacular [...]

The Times They are a Changin’!

2009-09-10T22:08:19-06:00By |Change|

I’m learning the profound difference between listening and hearing. I listen well, just don’t hear some things. I'm noticing when my defenses kick in and try as quickly as possible to become curious about it all....as the defensiveness is NEVER about the other person, just li'l ole me. Quite freeing to realize this actually. I [...]

Chocolate Jesus

2009-07-02T01:40:04-06:00By |Spirituality|

While in high school I took a part time job at a near by nursing home, (what is the politically correct term now, something or other care facility)??  WhatEVER they're now called, this placed was filled with really old people.  I worked with a group of rather merciless seasoned nursing care folks who would test [...]