A ritual is a discipline for uniting your mind with what you are doing, and what you are doing is mysterious. – Joseph Campbell When you are completely absorbed or caught up in something, you become oblivious to things around you, or to the passage of time. It is this absorption in what you are…

Now creating, actualizing one’s possibilities, always involves negative as well as positive aspects. It always involves destroying the status quo, destroying old patterns within oneself, progressively destroying what one has clung to from childhood on, and creating new and original forms and ways of living. If one does not do this, one is refusing to…

In yesterday’s post, I introduced an idea called “The Four Principles,” or four principles for living. They are: alignment, sensitivity, creativity, and mystery. It occurs to me that, instead of four principles for living, it might be better to think of them as four principles for human-centered living (as opposed to, say, machine-centered). I like…

My meditation this morning was rather fruitful. Although, what I am calling a “meditation” was more like me sitting in my living room, sipping coffee, and watching the lights glitter on the Christmas tree before the sun came up. The first idea that came to mind was that of alignment. Alignment is a concept I…

Now that I no longer desire all, I have it all without desire. – St. John of the Cross Sometimes, life has a way of ripping the foundations out from under us. Of dealing us a scenario, or series of scenarios, in which our current ways of coping and constructing meaning are inadequate. As a…

Therefore Jung postulated an unus mundus, a unitary world, which when observed from outside appears as matter and when observed from inside appears as the collective unconscious. – Marie-Louise Von Franz Our birthright vitality and consciousness, from which the technological world likes to separate us, remain rooted in the adaptability of our bodies and the…

White-breasted Nuthatch (male) Every year, I put pumpkins on my front porch in the fall. And when fall is over, or when it’s time to transition from Thanksgiving to Christmas decor, I usually cut up the pumpkins and put them in the woods behind my home for the deer and other critters to eat. Earlier…

on this morning, as on every other,i am a poet of disbelief which is better, I think, thanbelieving too strongly without room to be amazedtake, for example, the sunwhich sets the whole machine to rumblingthe toothbrushes in motion the feet strapped inthe hair still lightlydamp against the collarwhat an infinite rambling this life isand how…