I ran into a meditation friend at the market today. We talked briefly about our last group meditation and then she said she had to

My friend invited me to the Unitarian Church service in which she was leading the discussion—“spiritual experiences.” During the decade 1990’s I experienced many “spiritual

A wild rabbit has been nibbling at the weeds at my front porch. Soon, I thought, the meager winter fare will be gone, most of

We are the ancestors of the future, holding out this little wild bouquet of humaneness, battered by the greed and soullessness of these dark times.