Through A Mirror, Brightly

Walking around in the dream, I too often forget the truth of what I am. Remembering that I am God’s holy Son requires great vigilance and d...

A couple of days ago I came across an article in The New York Times by a journalist, Sara Rimer, “Gatsby’s Green Light Beckons a New Set of ...

Yesterday, it took four hours for my son, Stephen, and I to drive the 125 miles from the Wisconsin Dells to the Milwaukee Airport because of...

I started the new year with an extraordinary experience. My wife, Christine, and I were staying with our friends, Carol and Dan, in Lansing...

This little ditty came to me this morning after reading "What Am I?" in the Workbook of Jesus' unworldly masterpiece, A Course...

A Course in Miracles , Jesus’ unworldly masterpiece, provides us with the offering to train our minds, systematically, to undo, by forgivene...

I am writing this in late November, roughly 30 days before winter officially begins on December 22, the winter solstice. Last night, my wif...

Yesterday, I read in the current issue of the AARP Bulletin a column entitled, "What I really know..." This brief article describ...

My friend, Lucy, knowing that I love to read Emerson, e-mailed me a link to his address delivered to the senior class of the Harvard Divinit...

Last night I had this remarkable dream. I am at some sort of a conference, and then we are leaving. I am riding in a car with Ramona and Mon...

The other day I came across this very puzzling opening sentence of a paragraph in Chapter 12, Section III, The Investment in Reality in Jes...

If you were completely honest with yourself, you would have to admit that no matter how much you have tried to put together a life, there ar...