What is real?

I ask myself this morning, what is real? I pause I slow I breathe . . . quietly . . and begin to notice my immediate surroundings . . . I tune in to the senses of my body to be fully human is to live and experience life with and through the body. senses…

Listen with Your Heart

Last month, I was witness to the murder of a dear friend I have known for just over a year and a half. My friend lived in the backyard of the house behind my apartment building. Every morning we would commune in silence, listening to the birds and the sounds of the city awakening. The…

Peony’s SHADOW

Morning has broken the veil of the illusion of darkness. Perfection is a trap.  When will we, as the human race, realize WE ARE NOT BEING PUNISHED FOR ANYTHING! as many of the worlds “religions”, including Christianity would and have made us believe.  When knocks and bumps come along our journey, as they inevitably will,…