Whenever I wish to access my inner wisdom (some call this my angel or my higher Self) … I do this simple little ceremony:

first, still my mind (prepare time-space for a few-minutes meditation)
then slow my breath (by consciously following the in-out breath)
and invite into my emptied consciousness, my pal Noname (this gets easier with practice, of course).

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Look, friends! And LISTEN to my PechaKucha talk about LOVE! https://www.pechakucha.com/presentations/the-scrumptious-flavors-of-love Then … remember! And Spread the Word about LOVE … it’s for each of us to choose Love over Fear, Anxiety, Worry, Confusion, etc. etc. Let’s change our immediate daily vibe with thinking about Love and not any negatives. Then Love will spread ……

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All you have control over, really and truly and honestly, is your own Self. And by that capital “S” in Self I mean the BIG you, the one that knows that Great Spirit, or God, or Presence, or Consciousness, or whatever “Name” you’re comfortable with—is in charge. It’s not until you give yourSelf completely to the fact that you ARE a spiritual being wearing a human skin, that you will know true peace, within and without.

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Hello Dear Ones! I was recently honored to be one of the presenters for a Pecha Kucha event. For those of you who aren’t familiar with these “mini-TED talks” check out their website. Begun over a decade ago in Tokyo, the Japanese name (pronouced Pech-CHA-kahcha) at an international meeting of architects, it originated as a…

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… my passion in life is consciousness, which is another word for the energy of Divine Love. Words are so fickle, they never clearly describe what is actually meant, so of course I’ll be using some of my art works to describe just exactly WHAT I mean, when I say that “LOVE IS DELICIOUS.”

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In the eighties I took all my earlier, darker attempts of visually documenting my life-discoveries to the dump, where I watched the scavengers come and take my “old” works. These people, poor and without any outside semblance of artistic taste, looked like pack rats scurrying off with leftover crumbs. The crumbs that were paintings made…

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The Uproar over Kavanaugh

I hesitate to make any comment that might be interpreted as political, because I’m a nonpartisan, independent person who didn’t vote for a thousand years, and have only come back recently into the voting-American tribe since marrying and becoming a stepmother several decades ago. I thought being responsible for raising someone else’s kids warranted having an opinion about how our government ought to be.

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I wish I had met Jay and Lauren before they decided to bike through such dangerous lands. I wish I could have shared with them what I’m sharing with you here, today. How I, too, was once such an idealist and believed in only goodness. That once I, too, got myself in such deep trouble, and way too dangerous for any sane person to have gotten herself into, too many times.

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I’m all for the abundance of creative explorers this new wave of sharing every minutiae of life, via the many types of SM. Facebook is out, Insta’s in, what’s next? Whether we choose to dive into every aspect that’s presented, well, that’s another story. Mostly, what I do, is flip through the variety of life’s experiences (an intentional simile to William James’ “Varieties of Religious Experiences,” a groundbreaking work of early 20th Century, documenting the inner journey by a Harvard psychologist professor) — and only “dive in” when someone else’s passion coincides with one of mine.

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Maybe I don’t get so disturbed by the next-and-next-yet political horror because I used to. When I was in my twenties I left America because I was so angry during the Vietnam crisis. I spent the entire seventies living in the most remote spot, far-from-war place I could find — the idyllic Caribbean islands. Where, surprise surprise, I found myself, ironically some might say, victim of a real dictator.

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