Brush still in hand, my eyes becoming clear, I find myself laughing at the painting. I'm surprised by my joy.[1] Laughter, Hobbes wrote, “is nothing but sudden glory arising from some sudden conception of some eminency
“A new and shocking valuation of all we have been.” -- T.S. Eliot After so many years, the Realization that my mother was, and still is, The Mother. That she is Love. That I live in
All that matters when photographing is the feeling – the Feeling of Belovedness.
It's not what you photograph, nor how, only who you are doing it. Not the what, nor the how – only the why. The who determines the why.
To help heal a sufferer, for him to find his Soul, is to help him to then become a healer helping other sufferers to find theirs. In a sense, in the same way, helping to heal
When we were idle, I didn't have to hold my F3 – but I loved to. The digital, however, I need to, because, like all patients, it is very sensitive. And I love to hold it,
All healing, whatever the particular modality employed, has two phases. First, Inspiration: the Spirit, chi, entering down into the healer. The passive phase as the subject is viewed. And then the active phase: Aspiration. The Spirit
Through my consulting room window I can see the two personages I often consult when in difficulty. One is a large tree which seems to have grown so much since we occupied the house. As if
For a psychiatrist to put a child on Ritalin is an indication of his incompetence. What incompetence? He can't see the little one's Soul – because he can't his own.
Something very strange happened to me today. I was in the middle of meditating when I suddenly realized I'd meditated about two hours previously – and had completely forgotten. I wonder Who concluded I needed to
