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Writings by Cynthia Greb

View of the driveway in the country.
I have been really blessed to have traveled back and forth and around this country multiple times.  It's a beautiful country. In recent years I've been much more conscious of taking the time to explore the places that have more spiritual energy--both the famous sites and the more obscure.  It is so much better for our spirits to slow down and enjoy the journey.  Too often we are destination-oriented and with finite and constrictive timelines.  This does not serve our soul. So, in an effort to inspire you to consider maybe soaking in the energy of one or two of these special places, I thought I'd make a list of my top fifteen.  (It's too hard to choose only ten.)   15.  Olowalu Petroglyphys, …
There are two sides of us.  One side is human.  It is bound to this earth both by gravity and necessity.  The other self is our spirit self, our soul, our consciousness.  This self is boundless; it is eternal; it is inextricably linked to Spirit with a capital S. Our human self needs food and water to survive.  It has physical needs.  Our spirit self needs things which elevate our vibration and consciousness.  This will vary from person to person, but it could include things like spiritual community, sunlight, water, music, dance, etc.  The spirit self will also thrive on pursuing its passions and dreams because these are often linked to our soul purpose. About two weeks ago, I landed in Santa …
I confess I have always loved Thanksgiving. Feasting is a near universal ritual celebrating the harvest. It is truly a good and important thing to give thanks for the food that we are blessed to have and to share it with others. That said, the way that we teach our children about the first Thanksgiving in our country is quite deceptive. In our schools we imply that it was a warm and fuzzy feast shared between the Pilgrims and the Indians. I forced myself to do research tonight and was stunned to find out that many "thanksgiving" feasts were held to actually celebrate the multiple and continuous slaughter of villages of first peoples--including those who had been generous and gentle. The …
For the first month of this pilgrimage I have been called to--this sacred journey through parts of our nation--I was mostly camping outside, only occasionally taking refuge from the cold and damp in the warmth and comfort of a motel room.  But now, moving into my sixth week, I have been staying in the homes of hospitable friends.  And although I am enjoying this time with ones dear to me, my spirit is beginning to notice something.  When I am away from nature I get more out of balance. When camping, after my day's activities (or lack thereof) I am drawn to my tent, more than ready for sleep even before darkness arrives.  Then, unless I am too cold, I  sleep …