August 22, 2018

As it is, the white crystal snow

Wrapped like a shawl around a great tree

Gives its permission for a time out

And, still in its winter meditations,

Like a great Buddha

Hides the green eruptions 

To come

Neither your Excitement and Anticipation

Nor your Fear 

Nor need for Power and Control

Nor desperate prayers

Nor impatience 

Will change The Unfolding

So, do the only thing you can do

Sing the songs that bring you Joy

Weep the tears that spri...

January 24, 2018

SERVICE, TIRED WORD

YOU LIFT IT TO THE SACRED

IT'S SELFLESS BEAUTY

© Richard Chamberlain 2018

June 1, 2017

LOVE IN THIS MOMENT

EMBRACES YOU TOTALLY

LOVE BELONGS TO YOU

©Richard Chamberlain 2017 

November 8, 2016

1.

THAT SLIGHT BREEZE OPENED

A PEEK INTO MYSTERY

WITHIN WHAT SEEMS REAL

2.

DESCENDING THE CROSS

TOTALLY VULNERABLE

BEYOND SURRENDER

3.

THROUGH THE MYSTERY

INTO THE REALITY

LOVE FINDS COMMUNION

4.

COMMUNION IS ALL

THE BEGINNING AND THE END (and the beginning)

THERE IS NOTHING MORE

©Richard Chamberlain 2016

October 5, 2016

This morning I had, for me, a big Aha moment.  As I was beginning my meditation, I suddenly realized that every time I try to meditate I automatically assume the posture of my Christian upbringing:  head bowed, shoulders rounded, the unworthy penitent begging for the gifts that, I realized, are already mine:  Love, compassion, harmony, the Healing Presence, kindness, being a blessing in the world, being a fair witness....

March 18, 2016

He was a relatively young man who had an exciting life. full of travel and speed. Across skies aflame with fire and ocean blues at dawn. Creeping circle rainbows were part of his world, along with loving moons rising red from horizons. Stars baring witness to his solitude and his openness to unfold his being into creation. His chest by the heart was open. Blood was deep and rich and red, as though vital, and yet energetically...

February 23, 2016

It’s 3:00am and I have to write. Thoughts are streaming out of my head with the feelings of the last couple of weeks. They come in passing during the day but I push them to the back with my busyness. They come out now like mad soldiers and seem to say “you will hear and look at us now!” With much sadness I know I must surrender to listen and write.

These past couple of weeks have changed me physically and emotionally. They left...

February 10, 2016

“You are a ghostless man. You do not have much time,” says the doctor.
I am struck with the terror of the unmottled diagnosis.
Like a shot glass of pure spirits, her language distills truth.
Past, present and future become irrelevant, non existent, inconceivable.
The mystery work of clearing old debts with my ancestors is nearly complete; my life fulfilling their promised land.
The two children are included.
Let’s see if I can...

January 15, 2016

I am Raven.
My image captured in mid-flight, every detail sharply in focus, is now immortalized.

I am Raven.
Forever remembered for that one split second that we entered into timelessness together.

I am Raven.
I am Magic. I am Shapeshifter. I am Enchanter.

I am Raven.
Do you see my spirit? Can you feel my presence? Come with me.

I am Raven.

© Mary Fyfe 2016

January 15, 2016

I decided to join you by the fire last night. When I first  approached you I was smiling and my eyes were shining. It was so  good to see you and hear your voice. The full moon was luminous. The wolves were howling a haunting serenade. I couldn’t resist howling with them, and I reached out for you to join me. The fire was warm and crackling, filling my senses with it’s deep woody fragrance, as the smoke swirled in patterns rea...

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