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Letter to Gangaji
September 20, 1997 Gangaji chose my letter to read aloud and respond to me at a Satsang in 1997. It was a total surprise. (Gangaji’s responses are in italics) My letter starts: Dear Gangaji, Thank you for your illumination of the Absolute. I have a question I hope you can unravel for me. In any Continue reading
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Stir the Pot
The pot is stirred. My lips are sealed. But my heart is pounding the drum of truth in every beat and in every story shared. Continue reading
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A letter to Yuan Tze, founder of Ren Xue (Qi Gong Master)
Just wanted to send a quick note. So beautiful, and deeply in awe of the Universe! I am not sure I have captured it here in words, so I hope you can follow my thoughts below. Continue reading
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Internal Healing: A Daily Ritual
I reach to straighten the long draping flower of my inner core. Using both hands I shift it slightly to the left. Continue reading
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A New Way Home
There is always a new way home. My mom always drove home a different way. Turning left instead of right, passing by the normal into the uncharted. Continue reading
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Unconditional Love vs Conditional Love
I think of unconditional love as the “Fullness of Fullness”. It has no subject and no object. It just is. Continue reading
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Who am I now?
Who am now? Before Fleming. Before me. Who was I before I knew of me? Before my body? I stop to feel into the space of my heart. Continue reading
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She is Black
Winter 2009 Black Madonna and child, high in the recesses of a cathedral in Monserrat, Spain. I am lost in my reverence. Like St. Teresa of Avila at Holy communion, who grabbed the grill to stop her own upward ascent I found my way upward to greet her. I joined the line of those that Continue reading
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The Sweet Smell of Silence
Oh the Sweet Smell of Silence Continue reading










