• Hope for a better world

    Two Worlds Co-exist: A World of Fear and a World of Transformation

    So, yesterday I had an interesting experience. I went to the grocery store for a few items. I consciously chose not to go to any of the busier stores. This was not necessarily because I was afraid of catching the virus, but because I didn’t want to be in that chaotic fearful grabby energy. Because our energies can be just as contagious as any virus. I chose to go to a local whole foods type store called Sprouts. I had been there before in the past month and noticed the calm energy and the full shelves. When I arrived, I was glad to see they were wiping down the handles…

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    Ten Blessings of this Pandemic

    by Cynthia Greb If we can just set aside our fear for a few moments, there really are so many gifts and blessings in the midst of this coronavirus phenomenon. 1. It truly could be worse. If there were massive floods or tsunamis or hurricanes or whatever, we wouldn’t have water, food, electricity, or shelter. But we do! (Most of us.) 2. If it were a nuclear disaster, going outside would be very dangerous. But social isolation doesn’t preclude stepping outside the door and breathing some fresh air, basking in the sunshine, listening to the birds, etc. We are really blessed that we can still be in nature, not only…

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    Soul Family

    I had a wonderful epiphany this morning. Correction: I actually had two very important epiphanies! It’s been a banner morning! Recently I’ve been feeling very grateful for my “soul sisters.” These are women with whom I feel a deep connection and with whom I can talk easily and comfortably about anything, but particularly about things of a spiritual nature. I realized that I met most of these women during the last several years as I’ve been traveling around the country and living in several different places. This morning I made a list of them: In northern California I deepened my friendship with one, and I met seven more. In Montana,…

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    The Gift of Listening

    This morning I had a dream. It felt very appropriate for the morning after the Solstice. There was a party going on at the home of a woman named Laura and her family. It was rather noisy, as parties tend to be. I walked into a room and I happened upon Laura, hiding under a chair with a sheet over the chair, looking for a modicum of peace and quiet. I asked her, “Do you ever wish you had a home of your own?” “Oh yes,” she replied. “There may be space for me at the hospice very soon.” I was embarrassed that I’d forgotten she had cancer. She said…