Month: November 2017

  • The Sexual Revolution. . .

    The Sexual Revolution . . . With all that is coming out and many falling from grace,  I want to add some thought to what is happening.  After a lifetime of building a philosophy because I felt bereft from birth without one, I have studied on a daily basis and have come to some conclusions. …

  • A Chance For Love. . .

    A Chance For Love. . . Each time is a new time. Cast in the shadow of a rock, a cave, or even a cove. . . Simply set and inspired by a rolling coast, a sunset, a glimpse of a new place. . . New tidings of good cheer; a glass of sweet wine,…

  • The Uncovering. . . .

      Teach The Lessons Well. . . Again from a journal entry the Teacher speaks on evolution. . . in the evolution of genes,  in cleaning up genetic history, we talk of literally thousands of years.  But with emphasis not on the helplessness of man,  but with concerted thought and concerted direction,  there can be…

  • Happy Thanksgiving. . . my heart’s gratitude. . .

    How Much Of A Difference. . . It was morning, though the night still hung heavy; the clouds hovered, the sun unable to rise. The children gathered for breakfast; morose and angry, heavy still with sleep. Mother looked with unhappy eyes and father, already delayed flew out the door. What could she plan for this…

  • A Need To Know. . .

      In the sixties I wrote a poem called Resolution which ended with the following lines. (excerpt from Resolution) I have come into the Light but what to do? On the day I was one, I became two. Now I am two. What to do but seek and seek again until I find I walk…

  • From Where Did You Come ? . .

    On September 28, 2017 I posted  a segment  called Angels Unaware.  It was about a dream I had that stayed with me and was highly detailed.  A young teacher of hearing impaired students was teaching them how to read people and speak with almost perfect diction.  The dream stayed with me and because it was…

  • Hunger For Knowledge. . .

    Hunger For Knowledge. . . The hunger for knowledge knows no bounds and the kind of acceptance which bespeaks the heart which no longer cares enough to fight for its own existence nor the existence of an Other will soon lose the fight altogether. Caring is in style.  Nurturing is in style one way or…

  • Taking It Personally. . .

    Taking It Personally     . . . (we were having breakfast with a young friend) From a journal entry after the breakfast. . . . the Teacher speaks . . . Your justification of man at the breakfast table yesterday proved a point.  The mate said that Jacob was not what you thought  him to be. …

  • Crashing The Cosmic Gates. . .

      Crashing The Cosmic Gates. . .   If you are not gun shy after being shot,  then you don’t understand the purpose of a  gun. ***** The soul tries on all attitudes to see which one fits the present world one lives in. ***** All conditions can lend to growth because all conditions contain…

  • Times Such As These. . (do we not learn, ever?)

        Times Such As These. . . I lock up the room and pocket the last remnants of words laying about unattended. Fearful that pieces of my heart may be found scattered among them. And why not? Times such as these leaves us with little salve to heal the open wounds which once were…