Messed up badly, broken again Sometimes we live, sometimes we die, sometimes we cry. — Van Morrison. I come from a long line of hot-blooded Irish men with extremely short fuses. Both my father and his father before him were fine and decent good-hearted men, but boy could they blow! Tsunamis of rage could erupt […]
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Wounded Places, Beautiful Spaces I can’t say exactly when on my spiritual journey that the notion that the heart is the epicenter of the spiritual life settled on me. But it has been a game-changer. Helen Keller said: The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be
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Nothing binds us together like tears of the heart My heart immediately felt the crushing despair flowing like a river through the tears of my newfound friend. He is an Irish man of my generation. A musician and mystic. I’d heard him speak before, and internally identified that he was my kind of guy, a
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The mingling of our innate humanity with the spirit deep down within A Spiritual Awakening can be like a rude awakening, sudden, dramatic, unexpected, and life changing. I know folks, especially amongst the sober-booze community, who have experienced these remarkable turnarounds. More often, though, a spiritual wakening is a slow transformation that happens over time,
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