Springtime in the Rockies is stunning. . . . Emerald green grass fills the canyon circled in mountains still snowcapped as they play hide and seek in pillowy clouds. The trees, full with leaves that seem to have materialized overnight, tickled by … Read more
Sometimes humor and sometimes serious, grasshoppah. Hence the Zen of Self-Observation and the Laughing Buddha.
The Question posed to me by one of my Self-Mastery students today is, by and large, one worthy of a full and rich answer.
“I see myself … Read more
That durn Irish gopher! LOL!
I remember my youthful notions. Yes, there was a time when my younger mind had the crazy idea that “someday” everything in life would be perfect—loose ends would all be tied up, the house would be tidy … Read more