The World is Real Imagine you are sitting by a brook. The water is clear and clean. A day or so later, the brook is clouded and full of trash, sluggishly working its way between muddy banks. Then, a day or two after that, it is clear again. In this example, the brook’s cleanliness andContinue reading “ACIM and Christian Nonduality”
Author Archives: Sean
Beyond Thinking about Stillness
Stillness does not ask anything of us. Nor can it be misunderstood. It is given totally and unconditionally. Yet if we are thinking about stillness, then we do not know stillness. The problem is not thinking – thinking can be very creative and useful in context. The problem is “about.” “About” comes from an OldContinue reading “Beyond Thinking about Stillness”
Neither Easter nor not Easter
I wrote about defensiveness and its proximity to projection in my newsletter this morning; please feel free to sign up. When I become responsible for defensiveness, I project less, and the less I project, the more love and peace become the salient qualities of our shared living. And, at some point in the happiness thatContinue reading “Neither Easter nor not Easter”
Notes in the Middle of March
I have been thinking lately about my insistence that love assume a certain form in order to actually be love. Jack, my daughter’s blind horse, who I visit each morning with a flake of hay, is teaching me that this is insane. He reminds me that service is the way to end projection, and thusContinue reading “Notes in the Middle of March”
Building Better Worlds: ACIM in Practice
On the other hand, if you think that this stuff matters – that is, if you believe a political party is right or wrong, better or worse than the others – then you’re in as deep as you can go. At that level it’s just ego; there are no checks. You might as well pretendContinue reading “Building Better Worlds: ACIM in Practice”
Twisting by the Pool
Spring is coming. The chickadees are more voluble; crows linger longer on the thawing compost. The horses call for their morning flakes of hay earlier and earlier, sunlight cresting eastern hills where the river turns. I am sufficiently embodied to be deeply happy about this. And sufficiently right-minded to know it’s okay to say thatContinue reading “Twisting by the Pool”