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“Everything can be taken from a man or a woman but one thing: the last of human freedoms to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.”— Viktor E. Frankl The past few months we’ve seen a number of calamities...

In light of the recent death of Osama Bin Laden and the variety of reactions it has triggered, I find myself overwhelmed by the continual reporting of details and analyses such that I have to ignore much of it, As I contemplate these events, somewhat surprisingly John...

As the weather warmed here in Southern California I started feeling the tug to get some planting done. Last year we had planted some vegetables and got to enjoy fresh tomatoes, cucumbers, broccoli and lettuce, so we all wanted to reap the harvest directly from our...

I’m in Atlanta as I write this, or more technically in Norcross, which is near Atlanta. Jesseca is in an Enneagram Training intensive this week while I have the privilege of presenting a couple of workshops and seeing some private clients here at a popular new age...

“The old people came literally to love the soil and they sat or reclined on the ground with a feeling of being close to a mothering power. It was good for the skin to touch the earth, and the old people liked to remove their moccasins and walk with bare feet on the...

The month of February starts with a quarter day festival that in Celtic times was called Imbolc (the womb of Mother Earth), or Oimelc, which means “Ewe’s (lamb’s) milk.” This typically happened around January 31 to February 1 or 2, and in temperate zones was...

I was invited a few months back to be a guest on a show that’s on A&E called Psychic Kids: Children of the Paranormal. I had never seen the program so I checked out a couple of re-runs. Typically they’d have two or three children with identifiable psychic gifts...

I recall feeling very peaceful one morning, driving off to run some errands. I had my coffee with me, a good start to the day, and was feeling very loving towards everything and everyone. Then some sucker in a BMW cut me off. Road rage reared its ugly head. I felt my...

I’m writing this at about 38,000 feet in the air (fortunately in an airplane!) returning from a land I’d never been to—Alaska. Specifically Fairbanks, Alaska. I’d been invited by a shamanic colleague, Deborah Chestnut, who I know from a three-year training program in...

I’m blessed to have a MacBook Pro that’s been my faithful laptop for about three years now. It has a 500-gigabyte hard drive, but now is loaded up with all sorts of stuff so there’s only 77.9 gigabits of space left—and I’m concerned about that. I’ve relegated most of...