Fight against the hardening of our hearts

I pray that our hearts may be softened. I pray, not to an absent God, but to a humankind that has lost its humanity. My prayer is a hopeful imploring, a desperate beseeching: it is not in God's hands, but ours. My prayer is a stark question: Will we ever be able to actually love… Continue reading Fight against the hardening of our hearts

A Brief Message To My Family Who May Or May Not Judge Me For Converting To A Different Religion Than Them

My life is not a sterile thing to be poked and prodded in a petri dish. It is not a concept to be theorized about with inscrutable language by learned scholars. There is no need for justification, no need for a public service announcement to explain why. I am sorry— to myself and to others—… Continue reading A Brief Message To My Family Who May Or May Not Judge Me For Converting To A Different Religion Than Them

Supported

Since there was no way to test out the decision, I could only decide. I could only leap. I could only surrender. Now, I wake up in the mornings in a fog of unreality— did I really do it? Am I really here, on the other side?— mountains outside my window, the cool breath of… Continue reading Supported

Channeling Ram Dass on my lunch break

some things people have told me about anger: it's not all bad. anger is the backside of love. there is nothing wrong with it unless you are defeated by it. it is a sword that can be used for justice. some things people have asked me about my anger: how can you create value from… Continue reading Channeling Ram Dass on my lunch break

Divine Comedy

Laughter is proof that the universe is inherently good. There is an inner wellspring of laughter— so naturally available, present from the first moment of birth— which, once awakened, allows a glimpse of nirvana, a glimpse of the truth of our human experience, which is that we are here to delight in one another.

Redemption

Maybe my plantar fasciitis,newly flared up,is karma for the time I stolesome shampoo and conditioner(and probably some nail polish)From Walmart(okay, that happened more than once)So, one flash of heel pain for each stolen good?How does it work? I don’t know when I stopped stealing(I didn’t find God)(in fact, I lost him)But I must have had… Continue reading Redemption

From destruction… creation

The wise say that you chose your circumstances. You chose your parents, you chose to be born in your body, you chose your life. I don't know how it works. Maybe it's karma. Maybe my past choices did the choosing, did the causing, which are now affecting. I look at the last text I received… Continue reading From destruction… creation