The year was 1987, and I was still quite new to the path of healing and transformation. I had left my old life behind, and I was open to the experience of spiritual connection, and mastery. I had developed quite Read more…
I was two months “clean and sober”, when I had the most remarkable of experiences. On May 24, 1987, as I was driving toward Beaverton to visit Randy (longtime friend and fellow “party monster”), a wonderful vision came to me. Read more…
CAUTION: Tough language characteristic of our POTU$ contained below. When speaking about the devil, sometimes the devil’s language has to be used. Trump’s latest actions are just more “normalized” amoral actions by our “stable genius” of a POTU$ (normalized Read more…
What is oppression, and what is my relationship to it? What is repression, and why do I participate in it? What is good “mental health”? Why do people continue to experience poor self-esteem? Why are some people always so angry, Read more…
On Friday night of the workshop, Alberto asked for us to ask for a dream. Well, I had a dream, and its essence was relevant. In it, Alberto was a non-vocal observer, watching groups of people assembling a large foundation Read more…
April 1 2017 Dream After Friday evening’s seminar about mysticism with the Master Spiritual Teacher, Matthew Fox, we returned to our hotel room, to rest up for the next morning’s follow-up workshop on the Cosmic Christ. I had quite the Read more…
1992 Dream in 1992 , while living in the Rock Creek area with Sharon, I had a most amazing dream, and for me to even be willing to share it with you is the miracle of love, and trust, that Read more…
THE DREAM: At 9 years of age I had a most amazing, realistic dream. This was during a period of time when I slept very little, as I usually got to sleep no earlier than midnight, no matter how early Read more…
I awoke around 4:00 am, a time of day considered “too early to wake up” by most people. After our morning meditation and dialogue, Sharon White and I then drove towards my aunt Susie’s home, around 7:00 am, so that Read more…
The writing that follows was inspired by my long term friendship with a man diagnosed with terminally malignant melanoma. His energy is now devoted to just getting through the day with as much peace of mind, and with as little Read more…
Here is a simple truth, which is extremely complicated for many of us to understand. What we are witnessing in our political arena is the playing out of common human “archetypes” upon the “screen of our world’s mind”, and upon Read more…
A black hole is a region of space/time exhibiting such strong gravitational effects that nothing—including particles and electromagnetic radiation such as light—can escape from inside it. The theory of general relativity predicts that a sufficiently compact mass can deform Read more…
I never knew what I was getting involved with when I offered to you all of my heart in friendship this year, having withheld so much of myself over the years. 2017 was the year when I finally learned how Read more…
First of all, we want to wish our deceased mother a symbolic Happy Birthday. Today would have been her 87th birthday, had she lived. It is remarkable to note that Dad and Mom are being buried together on the date Read more…
My “Christian Sermon” for the day will be quite brief. The story of the prodigal son IS ACTUALLY A PARABLE OF THE STORY OF JESUS OF NAZARETH, and is, potentially, our own story as well. Those that make him divinely Read more…
The Awakening Voice Though the slowly shifting desert sands of time, Keep creating ever taller dunes for America’s lost, thirsty souls to climb. It is through transcending Trump’s hateful world of so little reason and rhyme, That we will Read more…
Happy Birthday to my first wife, Donelle Mae Flick Paullin, who is 63 years old today. This story is not a happy message, and I have really edited it down to keep it a short, painful, disjointed story. I have Read more…
MIND (a poem) The Master Power that molds and makes, And Man is Mind, Evermore he takes the tools of thought And shaping what he wills, Creates a thousand joys, A thousand ills, He thinks in secret But in comes Read more…
The following message is dedicated to my Best Friend from 1986-1987, Steve, and to: My Search For Truth I am going to take a “walk on the wild side” for this message. This is an excerpt from my Read more…
The dead cannot cry out for justice. It is a duty of the living to do so for them. – Lois McMaster Bujold This is the third part of my continuing series on “Silence”. There has been an epidemic of Read more…