Essays

The world often feels like a desert. Loud, relentless, and unforgiving. News cycles churn fear into outrage. Relationships strain under expectations. Bodies age, plans fail, and certainty dissolves. The mind

Walk into any convenience store when a lottery jackpot is soaring and you’ll see something familiar. Sensible, thoughtful people talking as if winning is personally possible. Not guaranteed, but close

Yes, Patch Adams again. Not because I ran out of material, but because some lessons insist on returning until we finally hear them. Before reading further, I suggest watching this

Trials are but lessons that you failed to learn presented once again, so where you made a faulty choice before you now can make a better one, and thus escape

A Course in Miracles does not mince words about special relationships. It calls them the ego’s most prized invention and its most effective defense against awakening. Yet the Course does

It wasn’t a vision. It wasn’t prayer. It wasn’t a moment of deep insight earned through struggle or study.It was a shampoo bottle. There it was, printed plainly, without poetry

We spend our entire lives using yesterday to plan for tomorrow.But what is it we are really doing? This question has been close to home for us lately as we

“Your lying eyes.”It is the title of an old country song about betrayal, suspicion, and the slow realization that what we are seeing may not be the truth. In the

Text messages and emails feel like communication, but we all know the difference. Until someone responds, nothing has actually happened. Something was sent, but nothing was shared. True communication is

(With gratitude to Willie Nelson and what I am learning from A Course in Miracles) Willie Nelson’s On the Road Again, written by Willie and long carried by his voice,