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By Steven D. Farmer, Ph.D. I had just come home running some errands that included a trip to the gym for a short but very enlivening workout, had put away the groceries, threw the day’s mail on the usual spot amidst the organized clutter that covered my desk, and sat...

By Steven D. Farmer, Ph.D. The day before Christmas Doreen and I were saying our morning prayers, a sacred ritual we do every morning before we get up and get going into the day, when I caught the flutter of wings out of the corner of my eye and watched as all of the...

By Steven D. Farmer, Ph.D. Joanne is talking with a friend in her back yard and a hummingbird flies up to her and hovers about half a meter in front of her face for several seconds and looks right into her eyes. Talking with her friend about the experience she...

By Steven D. Farmer, Ph.D. (additional contributions by Elephant, Beaver and Whale) Scuba diving was always something that other people did, so I never gave it much thought until my wife, Doreen, gradually and unexpectedly became an avid diver. At one point about a...

By Steven D. Farmer, Ph.D. “I feel the wind flowing around my wing feathers as I float in the air suspended by the invisible breeze. I look down and see the forest below me, then briefly toward the horizon. I flap my wings a few times, moving into the flow of air and...

By Steven D. Farmer, Ph.D. You either love them or hate/fear them, but what can’t be denied is that snakes are embedded deeply in our consciousness, a powerful spiritual reality and symbol of major transformation. People that have never seen a snake will dream of...

By Steven D. Farmer, Ph.D. “You need to love more and show your love more readily, especially to those your closest to,” the Voice said very clearly. I sensed a shadowy figure of another me, another lifetime ago. Then a hazy image came to me as I closed my eyes while...

By Steven D. Farmer, Ph.D. Animals and Spirit Animals From the Rainbow Serpent of the Aborigines of Australia that birthed the land and its inhabitants, to the “Cowardly” Lion that accompanied Dorothy to Oz, to the tale you tell of the hummingbird that hovered for...

By Steven D. Farmer, Ph.D. I recall when I was in my early twenties, I was having dinner with my family and my nephew Danny, who was 14, had joined us. My father had just given a bit of grandfatherly advice to Danny, then quickly followed by saying, “But it probably...

By Steven D. Farmer, Ph.D. Bill and Amy (not their real names), some friends who live in Laguna Beach, had just returned from a grueling journey to Brazil, exhausted from having traveled nearly 24 hours. They arrived at home late one evening, put their luggage down,...