As a kid born in the 1950s, I had strange tastes in entertainment. As a very young child, I much preferred Liberace with all his glitter, sparkle, and classical music to the soothing simplicity of dear Mr. Rogers. When I imagined what I wanted to be when I grew up, it was Shirley Temple with her charm and chutzpah. She …
Haven’t Got Time for the Pain…
The other day, a familiar ’70s song started playing. As I softly sang along, the lyrics stopped me mid-phrase: ’Cause I haven’t got time for the pain I haven’t got room for the pain I haven’t the need for the pain Not since I’ve known you… Something in those words pierced me differently this time. Everywhere we turn, the language …
THERE MUST BE SOMETHING ELSE
In 1966, when I was 14 years old, I found myself on the floor of my bedroom creating a large poster of a girl. It was a full-length silhouette. Her long dress and hair flowed behind her. Streaming forward through her eyes were swirling multicolored clouds. I wrote in the space under the clouds: THERE MUST BE SOMETHING ELSE. It …
Matrix Wisdom & Our Evolutionary Future
I recently revisited the original Matrix movie. Like the main character Neo, we can’t know the future right now, and it’s a bit scary to see what is ending. What matters is to find out how to begin – how to engage and participate in the evolutionary potentials that are possible for the future, instead of remaining inside the momentum …
My sweet crushed angel
For all of us, who, with sincere and imperfect hearts, relentlessly throw ourselves on God’s doorstep – for one more dance… My Sweet, Crushed Angel by Hafiz You have not danced so badly, my dear, Trying to hold hands with the Beautiful One. You have waltzed with great style, My sweet, crushed angel, To have ever neared God’s Heart at …