Handing Back Old Coats Of Beliefs.

Creating Our Self Healing Nest.

I remember a time when the magic of “self inquiry” was such an addictive thrill. These new concepts beyond what had imprisoned me as a wild bird, exciting. The results,

The Forgotten Alchemy Of Silence.

We have become so accustomed to the loud, the fast, the busy, the drama.  Our ability to notice our subtle world is lost to us. In silence, there is not

Alone With Silence.

Silence has been my faithful companion this past year.      Last April, overnight my life was stripped bare of all I knew and I found myself in a life