Through A Mirror, Brightly

I am amazed at how yesterday unfolded. I began the day reading Lesson 92 in A Course in Miracles , Miracles are seen in light, and light an...

Yesterday morning, a person said something to me that made me so angry, so upset. I was livid. Seething. Pissed off. Grievous. My button...

Little did I know, those many years ago, walking around the playground at my one-room schoolhouse, a little boy, chanting, “Me, my Self , an...

Since I am totally grounded in A Course in Miracles , I am always fascinated to come across writing that expresses the principles of the Cou...

A couple of days before Thanksgiving, I was sitting on the couch in our Sun Room early in the morning, reading the day’s Lesson 325, All thi...

Recently, my friend, Pat Connor, came across a web site calling for papers for a Conference on this subject: Forgiveness, Probing the Bound...

A couple of nights ago, I had this dream: I am dressed up in a black sport coat, button-down collar, blue shirt, no tie, and gray slacks. ...

In the preceding blog post (13 July 2011), I invited readers to participate in the upcoming event at Endeavor Academy in the Wisconsin Dells...

Dear Reader, I am extending to you an invitation to participate in The Creative Communication of Writing and Sound for the upcoming event a...

When I first awakened yesterday morning, I found myself in a state of mind where I had no sense of identity. This is difficult to express; ...

I remember taking a class in graduate school that I found fascinating at the time, and I find myself today still drawing benefits from it, p...

In spite of the fact that I have been at this for some time, i.e., the transformation of my mind through A Course in Miracles I still find ...

One of my great joys in life is reading A Course in Miracles. What is particularly joyful is transforming a general statement into a speci...