This past Tuesday morning at around 3:45am I sat next to my beloved retired guide dog, Achilles, as he took his last breath. I’m not a big crier, but I shed more than a few tears. We were outside the house on the side of the driveway, near some trees. I had taken him out after he’d had an accident
While waiting to board a flight from Colombia I found myself talking to two women. They asked me about myself and I told them, among other things, that I had studied spiritual psychology. “So how do you work with people using spiritual psychology?” asked the first woman. “Well, I just listen to them, see them as whole and complete, assist
Outside the rain droplets fall my dear Inside the rain few know what’s therea tiny universe in every onetraveling to the earth just to nurture heras she deserves So is the journey of Soul my dear coming from high, seeming to disappear but we have come to bring the rain while remembering what amazing heights from which we came Sing
John-Roger, a spiritual way shower, once defined love as the force of attraction that holds all things together. This almost sounds like impersonal gravity until I remember that everything in the universe is alive. Every rock, every atom, every thought and every emotion has life. Love, in order to draw these things towards one another, creates a deeply personal connection