Inside, we find a mirror to all worlds of which we can conceive. Our experience of everything, internal or external, is a reflection of...

I mentioned to the elder, a cross had formed in the waking woods of some far off place. Should I be in reverence or concern? “Yes.” And...

The Path is not straight. If it were, our fate would only be a matter of time. We could simply relax and walk forth, casually. There...

In the cool air of a post-rain afternoon, there is little room to wonder about the presence of the Divine in our lives. Too much life is...