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  • Being a Tool in the Hands of God

    Dolores Cannon is someone whose work I discovered recently.  Dolores is a hypnotherapist and I am extremely intrigued by the information she presents in the large number of books she has published, as well as the hypnotherapy method she uses. It was this interest that prompted me today to call Ozark Mountain Publishing, Inc., the…

  • September 11, 2001

    It was eight years ago that I watched the Twin Towers burn and collapse to the ground in a horrific rumble.  The images, the sounds of the sirens, the sight of the gray dust that had covered everything, the difficulty breathing and the sense of confusion, fear and the instinct to survive continue to play…

  • Fireflies By  Rabindranath Tagore I touch God in my song as the hill touches the far-away sea with its waterfall. The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. Let my love, like sunlight, surround you and give you illumined freedom. Love remains a secret even when spoken, for only a lover truly…

  • Love

    St_Luke’s question “What is True Love?” when commenting on the post describing The Real Story of the Mona Lisa made me ponder about love.  What is love?  Love has so many faces – motherly love, love for your child, romantic love, love shared between good friends, love for your pet, etc.  There are also so…

  • Nourishing Our Spirit

    Nourishing our spirit is just as important as nourishing our bodies.  In times of difficulties most of us find it easier to find comfort from our emotional storms in food rather than find the strength to go within and face our fears or reach out to people and receive the love and support we need….

  • Monday at Omega

    It is hard to imagine that it is Monday as I am a world away from my everyday life and from the Monday routine of returning back to work.  I though to myself this morning that I am a spirit under cover at work.  I prefer to keep my spiritual interests and spiritual life a…

  • How to Allow

    This is the story of Ananachimo and the lesson of needing to allow. In one of the regression exercises we did with Brian Weiss the image of a group of people crawling up a small slope emerged.  I wondered what could this image be and if it is something I needed to brush to the…