Sometimes the touch of Grace is sweet; sometimes it seems bitter, hard to bear; yet, whatever its measure, this much is true: it always strengthens those who will agree to stand in its Living Light, allowing it to reveal, and release them from what they've yet to realize is true about themselves.
I don't think I have to tell you - but I'll strengthen the idea - that there's nothing in the universe, not one thing, that doesn't have meaning. I can look out the window on a gorgeous Spring day here in Southern Oregon and see all the bounty, the burgeoning green - it has a meaning that words can't give to it but that the experience itself delivers...
The proof that every moment - including the most painful of them - is unlimited in its Divine possibility is that one soul perishes for the fear of them, while another (soul) is perfected, and liberated by the same. Simply put, that means that every single moment of our life holds within it, if you will, a kind of fork in the road. "I came upon a fork in the road and I took the one that was least traveled."
Any moment of real change is the past made perfect through the reconciliation of the will of Heaven acting upon the will of earth, and in that union creating the birth of a brand-new creature. Any moment of real change is the past made perfect. Not the past reconfigured, disguised as some new plan, but the past made perfect - and the past is made perfect in this intersection of what is perfectly celestial and timeless in its activity working upon...
Taking up a spiritual journey is often a deeply personal quest, yet it becomes extraordinary when shared with a community dedicated to self-discovery. In a recent interview with Guy Finley, founder and director of the Life of Learning Foundation, hosted by MysticMag, the roots of this transformative organization are unveiled. Guy's path to spiritual awakening, marked by encounters with enlightened mentors and a pivotal moment with Vernon Howard...
Here is a simple set of instructions for those who want their love to last: Don't try to please each other, for each of you has constantly changing pleasures. Instead, strive to please love... and in this you will please what is capable of being loved in one another. This understanding alone nourishes your love, and in turn love will...
Like a flower that emerges from rocky soil Only on a fully moonlit night, Truth appears And its fragrance enriches whoever waits near. Then suddenly, just as it appears On no appointed schedule, it disappears again... Only silence marks the empty spot from out of which it sprang. Some try to dig it out, but manage to extract only Bits and pieces of petals, stem, and occasional r...
It may not always seem so, but everyone wages The best battle possible at the time. When challenges come, we stand as upright as stature allows, And life delivers the inevitable blow that bends the will to break. Is that greatly religious, wise, or wealthy person lying there, Worn and torn on the ground, any less shattered Than the one who, despite all effort, loses the little so ha...
When I look at you, I am looking at me . . . In a time or place I have been, or will be.
Real...am I. Only when Thou art with me. Real...I am, Lives in remembrance of Thee.
Sometimes the greatest truths are laid right before our eyes, in the simplest of things, and yet we just can't see them. Take for instance our own hands: what a miracle they are. If we consider for even a moment all they are capable of doing, it's evident that a great wisdom sits hidden behind their incomparable design. But, with this thought in mind, permit me to add one other to help us see...
If only we would cease giving others Reasons to resist our presence, Bear ourselves With what we burden them, Leaving no reason for blame . . . Then . . . that great silent rage Hidden in the human heart Would have to be seen for what it is: Violence looking for a war. Such a discovery would awaken Within the discerning soul The immediate, most intimate need To be the emb...