Meditation & Mantra
Wesak Dream: A Personal Meditation
A large golden Buddha who wasn’t a statue, but living somehow. There were flowers all around, though I can’t tell you what kind. When I sat next to him the golden glow extended to me as well, though I wouldn’t say it was mine. And when we spoke the ideas that would form in our hearts , it was flowers that would leave our mouths instead of words
The Magic Door between the Ages Part Two
Signs of the end of the age rise before us. Earthquake, volcano plumes, storm over the sea and storms in the financial markets, all are rising. People on earth must take up heart, head and hand and help one another through this time of challenge. Signs of the next cycle are rising too. The exposure of […]