Tag: God

Yesterday I caught a glimpse of an advertisement for a reality show entitled something like “The Trappers.” The short ad featured a bearded man who made the following statement: “God created me to be a trapper.” He had more to say, but this was the take-away for me. This really set me to thinking. I… Continue reading God Created me to ___________________

I have tried my best to write this week and I have nothing but a bunch of words to show for my effort. My writing has been vague, meandering, circuitous, and virtually painful to read and attempt to edit. Sometimes my writing is like that. Rather than force something on-to the page, which does not… Continue reading Writing and Naming

A little while back, I read a story about a blogger who had been sued for using a photograph which she had downloaded from Google images. It was the second such story I had read, in the last couple of months on the same topic. As any of you know, if you have read me… Continue reading My God is LOVE

Today my Secret will be short as I have a household project which needs my attention. Instead of today’s writing offering suggestions for living a life filled with peace, I am going to pose a question for your careful consideration. Listen to these words from a speech which Alan Watts gave, entitled “From Time to… Continue reading What Would You Do if You Were God?

If I tell you that any God the mind can conceive is a creation of that mind, how does that sit with you? Do you become defensive? Do you immediately go to a place where you want to make me wrong, or do you agree with this concept? Is your mind open enough to consider… Continue reading God as Concept

Until we know God we will always be hungry. The type of knowing I am speaking of is Gnosis. It is a knowledge which is felt and understood by the heart and soul, not by the head. The brain, the source of our human mind, will recognize that something, unnamed, is missing and will seek… Continue reading Life’s Greatest Mystery

I love the way life is so serendipitous. I wrote yesterday’s piece about needing some sort of Truth, something we absolutely KNOW to cling to when life appears oppressive. This morning I was getting close to the end of The Legend of Bagger Vance by Steven Pressfield and I read the following: “Forget all else,… Continue reading Serendiptous Blessing