The First Dream
The Wind is ghosting around the house tonight and as I lean against the door of sleep I begin to think about the first person to dream, how quiet he must have seemed the next morning as the others stood around the fire draped in the skins of animals talking to each other only in vowels, for this was long before the invention of consonants. He might have gone off by himself to sit on a rock and look into the mist of a lake as he tried to tell himself what had happened, how he had gone somewhere without going, how he had put his arms around the neck of a beast that the others could touch only after they had killed it with stones, how he felt its breath on his bare neck. Then again, the first dream could have come to a woman, though she would behave, I suppose, much the same way, moving off by herself to be alone near water, except that the curve of her young shoulders and the tilt of her downcast head would make her appear to be terribly alone, and if you were there to notice this, you might have gone down as the first person to ever fall in love with the sadness of another.
-Billy Collins

The First Dream

The Wind is ghosting around the house tonight 
and as I lean against the door of sleep 
I begin to think about the first person to dream, 
how quiet he must have seemed the next morning 

as the others stood around the fire 
draped in the skins of animals 
talking to each other only in vowels, 
for this was long before the invention of consonants. 

He might have gone off by himself to sit 
on a rock and look into the mist of a lake 
as he tried to tell himself what had happened, 
how he had gone somewhere without going, 

how he had put his arms around the neck 
of a beast that the others could touch 
only after they had killed it with stones, 
how he felt its breath on his bare neck. 

Then again, the first dream could have come 
to a woman, though she would behave, 
I suppose, much the same way, 
moving off by herself to be alone near water, 

except that the curve of her young shoulders 
and the tilt of her downcast head 
would make her appear to be terribly alone, 
and if you were there to notice this, 

you might have gone down as the first person 
to ever fall in love with the sadness of another.

-Billy Collins

"What is Christmas?  It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future.  It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace."
-Agnes M. Pahro

"What is Christmas?  It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future.  It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace."

-Agnes M. Pahro

In the cacophony….in the swirling madness, there is a peace and beauty utterly available. Requiring only perspective and inner vision to allow the transforming of that moment into blessed tranquility.  It is that simple - A flipping of the switch.

In the cacophony….in the swirling madness, there is a peace and beauty utterly available. Requiring only perspective and inner vision to allow the transforming of that moment into blessed tranquility. It is that simple - A flipping of the switch.

How tired do we have to get, of the constant spinning - constant searching before we drop once again into that place of full peace and acceptance? Scratching the surface of suffering, peace beacons and waits for us.It is our natural state -  patiently praying for the liberation that comes with abandoning the struggle and exhausting ourselves by trying too hard.  
Fearlessly scream out loud,  what you know in your heart is the core vision of your life.  Everything will fall into that vital life creating dance.  

How tired do we have to get, of the constant spinning - constant searching before we drop once again into that place of full peace and acceptance? Scratching the surface of suffering, peace beacons and waits for us.It is our natural state -  patiently praying for the liberation that comes with abandoning the struggle and exhausting ourselves by trying too hard.  

Fearlessly scream out loud,  what you know in your heart is the core vision of your life.  Everything will fall into that vital life creating dance.  

"What are you doing this weekend?"……"Nothing"……"What are you doing on your vacation?  What activities do you have planned?"……"Nothing"…… My mind wraps around the sweetness of being still, being silent, going inward, breathing in the uncomplicated; the simple, and I question a world that has such difficulty with this concept.  Modern life is fixated on doing  - frantically searching for meaning in surrounding ourselves with a frenzy of activity, as though in this hollow pursuit of filling every waking moment, we will find our purpose, our essential nature; our dharma.
Should every waking moment of our existence be filled with “something” regardless of how meaningless it is?  Filler, not only occupying our time and space, but also keeping us from traveling into that inner world - our home.  This is the essential place where we find ourselves, connect with our hearts, deeper knowledge, and sense of our lives. Having the time to do nothing is a gift, and to fail to pursue it leaves us at peril for searching endlessly for that which we carry with us all of the time - Our personal peace.

"What are you doing this weekend?"……"Nothing"……"What are you doing on your vacation?  What activities do you have planned?"……"Nothing"…… My mind wraps around the sweetness of being still, being silent, going inward, breathing in the uncomplicated; the simple, and I question a world that has such difficulty with this concept.  Modern life is fixated on doing  - frantically searching for meaning in surrounding ourselves with a frenzy of activity, as though in this hollow pursuit of filling every waking moment, we will find our purpose, our essential nature; our dharma.

Should every waking moment of our existence be filled with “something” regardless of how meaningless it is?  Filler, not only occupying our time and space, but also keeping us from traveling into that inner world - our home.  This is the essential place where we find ourselves, connect with our hearts, deeper knowledge, and sense of our lives. Having the time to do nothing is a gift, and to fail to pursue it leaves us at peril for searching endlessly for that which we carry with us all of the time - Our personal peace.

When we finally make the agreement with the unknown - to live in that place of not knowing what will happen - We don’t get to change the rules mid-stream.  When a new situation arises that shakes the core of us - takes us back to some frightened childhood time - We don’t then get to demand then that we know what will happen.  
Opening up to faith is not situational.  It is a permanent state of belief, trust and fully turning ourselves over.  Those times that catch us up short and take us again to the all too familiar fear of having to know where we are going, are sign posts along the way, reminding us that we’re never quite there.  When we pause in the core of our unease, there is a calming familiarity that says, “You’ve been here before.  Let go, and you’ll move on to the place that cradles and cares for you.”
It is not the outcome that provides us with that sense of “ah”, but finding wholeness and  peace in the center, that will never let us down. This is faith.

When we finally make the agreement with the unknown - to live in that place of not knowing what will happen - We don’t get to change the rules mid-stream.  When a new situation arises that shakes the core of us - takes us back to some frightened childhood time - We don’t then get to demand then that we know what will happen.  

Opening up to faith is not situational.  It is a permanent state of belief, trust and fully turning ourselves over.  Those times that catch us up short and take us again to the all too familiar fear of having to know where we are going, are sign posts along the way, reminding us that we’re never quite there.  When we pause in the core of our unease, there is a calming familiarity that says, “You’ve been here before.  Let go, and you’ll move on to the place that cradles and cares for you.”

It is not the outcome that provides us with that sense of “ah”, but finding wholeness and  peace in the center, that will never let us down. This is faith.


There is a place where you sit at the center of perfect peace.  The temptation might be to believe that it resides in your body or your mind or your spirit.  It resides in all three and transports you to the perfection of true peace, when all three are aligned in complete harmony. 
There is no magic elixir for getting there.  Quietness…stillness…centering…connects you with yourself through the most powerful gateway of all, becoming lost in nature.  Digging in the dirt, lying in the sun, walking on the beach, breathing in sweet, dewy-fresh morning air, or simply letting your toes find their way through the soft grass on a summer day.  Our fast-paced, run-as-fast-as-you-can, buy-yourself-happiness, distance-yourself-from-life-world, will never bring us peace.  It will forever remain elusive.
Take in  the joy on the face of your child, smile widely at the gift of life, whisper a prayer of gratitude for basking in the love of family and friends, and open your heart to the only thing that will truly set you free - the peace that we all are endowed with; that which has been bestowed upon us as travelers through this life.

There is a place where you sit at the center of perfect peace. The temptation might be to believe that it resides in your body or your mind or your spirit. It resides in all three and transports you to the perfection of true peace, when all three are aligned in complete harmony.

There is no magic elixir for getting there. Quietness…stillness…centering…connects you with yourself through the most powerful gateway of all, becoming lost in nature. Digging in the dirt, lying in the sun, walking on the beach, breathing in sweet, dewy-fresh morning air, or simply letting your toes find their way through the soft grass on a summer day. Our fast-paced, run-as-fast-as-you-can, buy-yourself-happiness, distance-yourself-from-life-world, will never bring us peace. It will forever remain elusive.

Take in the joy on the face of your child, smile widely at the gift of life, whisper a prayer of gratitude for basking in the love of family and friends, and open your heart to the only thing that will truly set you free - the peace that we all are endowed with; that which has been bestowed upon us as travelers through this life.

There is a deep rooted craving that I have to be home.  It is much more than a place to be, but rather an essential life-breath part of me.  It has nothing to do with coveting things, but rather to do with a connection to the heart of my existence. Perhaps it comes from the fact that growing up, home was a no-peace zone, sprinkled with moments of respite from the scars of the battle.
With no conscious thought, we have built a home that both physically and spiritually, radiates peace, comfort, and an essential beauty that cannot be named, but only felt; experienced.  It is the heart personified in a dwelling.  It is no wonder I have chosen to live in a place of such profound beauty.  I am left breathless each time I step outside the door, breathing in intoxicating mountain air and basking in the silence of trees that tell the stories of a thousand years.  
I unknowingly journeyed back to the mountain paradise - the place of my childhood that allowed me to experience a deep inner peace and sense of myself.  It now cradles me.

There is a deep rooted craving that I have to be home. It is much more than a place to be, but rather an essential life-breath part of me. It has nothing to do with coveting things, but rather to do with a connection to the heart of my existence. Perhaps it comes from the fact that growing up, home was a no-peace zone, sprinkled with moments of respite from the scars of the battle.

With no conscious thought, we have built a home that both physically and spiritually, radiates peace, comfort, and an essential beauty that cannot be named, but only felt; experienced. It is the heart personified in a dwelling. It is no wonder I have chosen to live in a place of such profound beauty. I am left breathless each time I step outside the door, breathing in intoxicating mountain air and basking in the silence of trees that tell the stories of a thousand years.

I unknowingly journeyed back to the mountain paradise - the place of my childhood that allowed me to experience a deep inner peace and sense of myself. It now cradles me.

Duality has come to visit today in a big way.  Fear and possibility have taken up residence together, each occupying equal space in my fragile body. I want to push one aside and live within the other of these two states of being.  Instead, I jump back and forth to opposite sides of a canyon, with a thousand foot drop between.  
At times, fear is the only place I know - It begs to consume me.  When I’m tucked in it’s grasp, there is such a deep-knowing tinge of possibility, that I’m pulled immediately to the space that tells me that the enormity of all things utterly possible, willl be my new existence - My home.
There is only a perceived battle going on.  A co-existence between two states of being that live side-by side, branches out into a new world, where acceptance becomes the pervasive reality.  Both serve the purpose of moving everything to a place, where the duality merges into the life demanding to be born.

Duality has come to visit today in a big way. Fear and possibility have taken up residence together, each occupying equal space in my fragile body. I want to push one aside and live within the other of these two states of being. Instead, I jump back and forth to opposite sides of a canyon, with a thousand foot drop between.

At times, fear is the only place I know - It begs to consume me. When I’m tucked in it’s grasp, there is such a deep-knowing tinge of possibility, that I’m pulled immediately to the space that tells me that the enormity of all things utterly possible, willl be my new existence - My home.

There is only a perceived battle going on. A co-existence between two states of being that live side-by side, branches out into a new world, where acceptance becomes the pervasive reality. Both serve the purpose of moving everything to a place, where the duality merges into the life demanding to be born.

There is ripping off of the old lenses required as we navigate through life. What often appears as an obstacle, pitted with danger and peril, is an opportunity lurking in the shadows. A call to step into places that we would have never dared venture into, had we not been presented with a challenge that we couldn’t have seen coming.
You can’t safely navigate. What we once thought of as safety - a state that we craved and lived enslaved ourselves to - is the illusion of safety. There is no such thing. What replaces safety is a sense of stability under your feet - a terra firma - that comes from traversing new places and finding within yourself, the ability to always lean forward.
What emerges is the truth of yourself and a deep knowingness about your place in this world. That solid ground, which is at the core of you, is your new safety. The external world and all of its false messages, slips away, and a truth more powerful than you ever believed existed, nestles within you. You are peacefully, and at the same time, powerfully home.

There is ripping off of the old lenses required as we navigate through life. What often appears as an obstacle, pitted with danger and peril, is an opportunity lurking in the shadows. A call to step into places that we would have never dared venture into, had we not been presented with a challenge that we couldn’t have seen coming.

You can’t safely navigate. What we once thought of as safety - a state that we craved and lived enslaved ourselves to - is the illusion of safety. There is no such thing. What replaces safety is a sense of stability under your feet - a terra firma - that comes from traversing new places and finding within yourself, the ability to always lean forward.

What emerges is the truth of yourself and a deep knowingness about your place in this world. That solid ground, which is at the core of you, is your new safety. The external world and all of its false messages, slips away, and a truth more powerful than you ever believed existed, nestles within you. You are peacefully, and at the same time, powerfully home.

Heavy hearts search for the light.  When there is nowhere to go, nowhere to turn, we look for the light to guide and comfort us.  The answers are there….we know it; we feel it.  When things are the most difficult, our faith fades into the darkness and there is a shudder of fear whispering “I have lost my way”.  The struggle ensues to wind our way back to the light, praying that all will be illuminated and answers will make themselves visible.  It’s a slow journey through the darkness, but a constant that leads to the epiphany.  The light is there.  It is always there - even in the bleakness of a darkness that grips us and will not easily yield comfort.  
Our temporary blindness requires a slow easing into it all, so that our eyes and hearts are not overwhelmed by the brilliance cradling us and taking us home to the core truth - the light does not live outside of us.  Rather, we are bathed in the soft and burning radiance that resides inside; That, is our soul.  
The deep, cave-like journey outside always leads us back to that eternal truth, where peace and sight return.

Heavy hearts search for the light.  When there is nowhere to go, nowhere to turn, we look for the light to guide and comfort us.  The answers are there….we know it; we feel it.  When things are the most difficult, our faith fades into the darkness and there is a shudder of fear whispering “I have lost my way”.  The struggle ensues to wind our way back to the light, praying that all will be illuminated and answers will make themselves visible.  It’s a slow journey through the darkness, but a constant that leads to the epiphany.  The light is there.  It is always there - even in the bleakness of a darkness that grips us and will not easily yield comfort.  

Our temporary blindness requires a slow easing into it all, so that our eyes and hearts are not overwhelmed by the brilliance cradling us and taking us home to the core truth - the light does not live outside of us.  Rather, we are bathed in the soft and burning radiance that resides inside; That, is our soul.  

The deep, cave-like journey outside always leads us back to that eternal truth, where peace and sight return.

We mistake solitude and aloneness with loneliness.  Our world is driven by a frenzy of activity designed to keep us from never experiencing the soul-required, much needed time by ourselves  - That crucial time that  frees us to settle into the fiercely neglected part of ourselves that results in a hollow chasm of a life, defined by things, activities, and doing, rather than by a connection to all that is important.  
Friends, who have no understanding of the nature of the inner world, worry that you are lonely, when it is the loneliness and emptiness of a vapid life that haunts them.  One told me that they leave the television on all the time for “company”….just softly in the background so as to be unobtrusive.  There is a fear that stepping into the world underneath the noise, leads to a place of losing your soul., when it is that quiet, alone place, that acquaints you with yourself and cradles you, as you arrive at a state of sacred peace and grace. 

We mistake solitude and aloneness with loneliness.  Our world is driven by a frenzy of activity designed to keep us from never experiencing the soul-required, much needed time by ourselves  - That crucial time that  frees us to settle into the fiercely neglected part of ourselves that results in a hollow chasm of a life, defined by things, activities, and doing, rather than by a connection to all that is important.  

Friends, who have no understanding of the nature of the inner world, worry that you are lonely, when it is the loneliness and emptiness of a vapid life that haunts them.  One told me that they leave the television on all the time for “company”….just softly in the background so as to be unobtrusive.  There is a fear that stepping into the world underneath the noise, leads to a place of losing your soul., when it is that quiet, alone place, that acquaints you with yourself and cradles you, as you arrive at a state of sacred peace and grace.