Category Archives: A Course in Miracles

I woke up all at once, under a great pressure: decide. But for what? What was the problem I was solving? Or the choice I was making? It was raining when I fell asleep close to midnight, but while I slept, the rain turned to snow, a light dusting of which spackled the world whileContinue reading “Advent Journal: Now and Then Singing”

I’m up early as usual. There is no moonlight in the kitchen making coffee. Nor can I pray exactly. Last night I wrote for almost four hours, coming away with seven scrawny paragraphs. Nothing sits well; I feel rough and difficult. “What’s wrong?” he asks gently, there in the darkness. I can’t lie to him.Continue reading “Advent Journal: Edenic, Heavenly, Utopian, You Name It”

In the morning after prayer I go outside with my coffee. I greet the lilies springing up through crumbling soil. I bless the robins flying away. It’s Good Friday, and my heart is happy, my mind at range. Easter is near; the evidence is everywhere. And yet. Before we remember the grace of Easter, weContinue reading “Good Friday 2025: The Cross and A Course in Miracles”

A Brief Talk on Rebirth as a Symbol of Awakening in A Course in Miracles Thank you for being here and sharing with me. I am grateful for your presence. It is a gift to teach and learn together, to remember our innocence together, and to bond with one another in gentleness and love. YesterdayContinue reading “Born Again in Love”

A Course in Miracles reframes traditional concepts of teaching and learning (and thus of student and teacher), with an eye toward bringing us to responsibility for healing in all our relationships. In the traditional view, teaching is a profession, a 9-to-5 type of gig – you train, get certified, find a job, develop professionally. TeachersContinue reading “Reading the ACIM Manual for Teachers: Introduction”

When I wrote Thursday’s post, the Advent travels ended. The writing will go on, of course. But I found what I was looking for. C texted mid-afternoon saying “I read it 4 times.” When you know, you know. Jasper came by later and we stood on the front porch, sipping hot chocolate in the cold.Continue reading “Advent Travels: Be Mary”