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September 1988Yet no matter how deeply I go down into myself my God is dark, and like a webbing made of a hundred roots, that drink in silence.
Rainer Maria Rilke
I think we’re in the middle of an evolutionary leap, a leap predicted by religions all over the world. . . . We’re in the middle of a leap in our consciousness and capacity to perceive; the way we think and the way we take in information is changing. Psychic phenomena, intuitive ability, healing, and creativity are all a part of this leap.
By D. Patrick MillerSeptember 1988A left-hand turn; a dew-laced web; a piece of blue paper, folded once
By Our ReadersSeptember 1988Because I had found it hard to attend to anything less interesting than my thoughts, I was difficult to teach.
William Butler Yeats,
Reveries over Childhood and Youth (1916)
You are an essence / in a world of essences.
You burn, / like those around you burn, / with an energy called life.
Life reaches out to life. / Essences sing to each other.
Playing with dolphins, finding things to enjoy, flying kites
By Our ReadersAugust 1988In retrospect I have realized that I could not have been more ready for the first section of the Course workbook, described in its introduction as “dealing with the undoing of the way you see now. . . .” Because my life had not been working, the way I saw things was quite ready to be undone.
By D. Patrick MillerAugust 1988Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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