Snow Sun Grey and windy this morning, clouds scudding across a snow moon, snowflakes dancing over brown and tawny gardens put to rest…November song. Read moreSnow Sun
The Mystic’s Divine Experience Often I am asked how one can “be a mystic” without residence in a monastic setting, without daily immersion in prayer and meditation. Read moreThe Mystic’s Divine Experience
Mystical Awakening I woke at 2:01 this morning, thinking it must be near dawn, only to find it was still the middle of the night. Read moreMystical Awakening