You may have noticed a cacophony of birdsong in the wee hours of the morning. Scientists call this the dawn chorus. Birds can sing at any time of day, but during the dawn chorus their songs are often louder, livelier, and more frequent. However, one day I noticed that as it got closer to the sun actually rising the singing was diminishing. I also noted that the birds were setting on tree branches facing the sunrise.Read More
Tag: higher power
Raised Methodist, I converted to Catholic. I knew little about how Mary fit into the “religious picture”. While in church praying a stranger gave me a business card with a place to find the info I craved. I found just what I was looking for.Read More
A picture on the N.Y. Times cover is seared into a police officer’s mind. Later he finds a local ghetto artist who’s drawn the identical picture. Down the road he’s telling someone the story and finds out who the special man in the picture is which leads to a prayer he still relies on. A telling story of Our Creator’s message taking a winding route to get to him. I’d love to hear comments on this post…Read More
Every once in a while I wonder if God hears my prayers, sees my frustrations, understands my fear, or if he even knows I exist. I try to stay positive and do the “self-talk”, meditation, and relaxation techniques that are so frequently suggested. Most of the time it only leads me to more questions, more frustration, and a whole lot less serenity. Today as I was evaluating these thoughts it dawned on me….God moves constantly and often times we are so busy and self-absorbed that we do not even notice it.Read More
One day while pacing around the apartment, I felt something like a silent scream welling up inside of me. When I finally let it out I heard myself say, “I need a band!” It was a bone-deep plea, a cry to something unseen and unnamed. More restless than ever, I couldn’t bear to stay home, so I threw on a coat and walked to Telegraph Avenue at the end of my block, intending to hitchhike to Sproul Plaza at the University of California a few miles away. Before I got there, though, I was disappointed to see two scruffy characters already standing there with their thumbs out. Great, I thought, I’ll never get a ride now.Read More
I saw something gold around the priest; it appeared like as a cloud of some sort. At the same time “energy currents” or colors were crisscrossing through the audience. I shifted my position, moved my head to a different angle, squinted my eyes a couple of times. The gold cloud remained around the priest and the energy kept moving.Read More
In the United States our little dollar bill is the least amount in our paper currency with a VERY BIG Message. We also are little folk with a VERY BIG MESSAGE. Each time you look at the dollar bill may you remember!
For those of you who use a different currency; maybe you could take a look at yours and see where your God, the Universe, or Higher Power come into play.