While on a retreat recently I had a dream. In this dream I am a guest teacher of some kind for a group of students. …I tell them to go out and practice blessing people, and to come back the next day and share what that experience was like.
Seek not to change the world, but choose to change your mind about the world. (ACIM) A Holy War is, of course, an oxymoron like “loving hate” or “pretty ugly,” yet sometimes we find ourselves in these absurd ambiguities.
Have you felt yourself to be on a roller coaster ride of late? Are you sometimes experiencing brilliant highs of joy and elation and other times deep grief and disillusionment? Are you having moments of sheer bliss and feeling attunement with all love swimming within and around you?
What If He lives?
What if He never died?
What if I never die?
Is it possible?
Some years ago, I traveled down into Mexico to study Spanish. I had taken an extended leave from my job allowing this opportunity. A lovely Mexican family hosted me. My departure date to return to America had arrived. I was standing in line for check-in at the Morelia airport. When I got up to the ticket counter, the representative asked for my passport.
