I am a shapeshifter. I’ve developed the ability over the past five years to shift from one form to another by simply manipulating my mind to do the bidding of my higher self. 
Monthly Archives: June 2013
Breathing to ‘Right Self’ is a Lifetime Job
Don’t think my friend, Lea Stoneheart, expected such angst from me while responding to her comment about “The Hidden Costs of War” Retreat at Omega Institute five days last week [April 22, 2010]. It just spewed out. I guess I’m still processing much of what occurred. It will take time to learn to use tools to seek peace without first having to go to war.
Continue readingTo ‘be or not to be’ Gay and in Love again
Deborah loved with a love that was more than a love. Cupid’s arrow struck her just as a choir of angels sang and a special cherub played the most beautiful music in all the land over an ancient lyre, the same instrument that a shepherd boy named David once played to honor the God of the Psalms. 
Divine Mother, Spare the Fem-in-’em Now
Take ’em. Break ’em. Make ’em.
O Grand Master, it is your females that will save this species. It is through their power, their innate abilities, that man will be saved. Compassion and love must rule the day again. And power must be crushed by the mallet of humility before any dare sends another child into war that old men dream of winning as if playing games of adolescent ruffians. 
Pass on Unconditional Love Right Now!
You are the catalyst for my greater love. Your existence right here, right now, awakens in me another time, another place, when unconditional love blessed me. 
My grandmother loved me this way, unconditionally. So did my dog, Willie. I think of them both when I need to love very deeply.
I’ll think of you now while contemplating the Divine you also have helped ignite and allow me to shine a light on. I’ll carry that light always, and in the darkest hours of forever more, I’ll have our brief moment to reflect on when there seems no love will ever come my way again.
Pass it on. Pass it on.
This kind of love is not ours to keep, but to share until the day we die and find the consciousness of love is eternal. It never extinguishes.
The spiritual love we obtain in this life, the Kabbalistic student says, is retained for our next life. It is in the giving that we receive, and when we receive love for the pure act of giving love, we become twice loved.
Pass it on. Pass it on.
Who loves you? You know I do. I always will. Forevermore!
Pass it on. Pass it on.
Writing Tomorrow of Love You Feel Today
Why write of an experience, when you can experience it?
There’ll be time enough for writing when the chapter ends and a new one begins at the stroke of the pen.
Live Now.
Live in the Present.
Love Now.
Love in the Presence . . .
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Write with the love you become tomorrow.
Eating Meditation Tastes so Good Now
What can I teach you, Little One? What will I impart to you that you can carry with you when you feel the need to touch the Source you crave so much?
Truly Living May Just Be Worth Dying For
The thought of going to prison never bothered me. I’d survive and flourish behind bars, where I’d have more than enough time to reflect and write which I have found is my true love in life.
No, I could kill without worrying about the consequences. It would be my first offense. I am certified as a Vietnam veteran with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and I don’t see any judge or jury putting me to death for the crime.
Yearning for you grows with each touch
What is a monk to do when he is lonely? When he is blue?
Saying ‘I Love You’ Twice Blesses Me!
“I Love.”
It’s an affirmation I can live with over and over, day in and day out, from one lifetime to another, without ever getting tired of saying it.
God needs no Out-of-Body Experience
Too often I hear someone talk about an “out-of-body” experience as if it was the greatest thing since, I don’t know, the invention of peanut butter. Astral projection is another feat people speak of in hushed tones as if their trip from one place to another meant everything in the world.
Don’t let me believe in all my thoughts
I’m so scared because I don’t know what to do, nor who to turn to. Flashes of insights, intuition, and a “knowing” that borders on the Psychic have arisen in me and I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse.  Continue reading
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