Tag Religion and Spirituality
One of the biggest “trap” questions I’m asked is, “Can Addiction be cured?” Over the years, I’ve wavered because sometimes I think it can, but other times, I’m just not sure. However, while I understand that Addiction is an individualized… Continue Reading →
Jesus and Buddha are in Heaven/Nirvana looking down on their respective followers, shaking their heads. Jesus says to the Buddha, “Buddha, look at them, is that what you meant?” Buddha studies his followers across the Earth then he studies Jesus’… Continue Reading →
Jesus and Buddha are in Heaven/Nirvana looking down on their respective followers, shaking their heads. Jesus says to the Buddha, “Buddha, look at them, is that what you meant?” Buddha studies his followers across the Earth then he studies Jesus’… Continue Reading →
There’s times when words will enter my mind and then buzz around and sting my thoughts throughout the day. What’s strange to me is that when those certain words come around, they do so through distinct and unconnected channels. A… Continue Reading →
In advance of the theatrical release of Heaven is for Real, I wanted to read the book (as is my norm). I went into it with no preconceptions and I took to reading it both from an entertainment and from… Continue Reading →
I don’t have all the answers and that frustrates me. Hell, I don’t even have ten percent of the answers. I work and study as much as I can, but it sometimes feels as though all my writing and teaching… Continue Reading →
There are times when the God will open up His Universe and communicate with me on a visceral level. His message will rumble through every muscle and organ and bone in my body and I will learn something about His… Continue Reading →
Before my reading last Tuesday, a woman from Michigan approached me with a copy of Journey to Aztlan in her hand. She asked if I could sign her book, which I did. When I handed the book back to her,… Continue Reading →
It’s now been around 100 days since Journey to Aztlan hit the streets and I think it’s time to measure its life, thus far. I think the biggest lesson that I’ve learned about Journey to Aztlan is that its name… Continue Reading →
I’ve heard self-righteous sinners call depression a self-pity party. They congregate and pray and sing away their need to swim in gallons of jack Daniel’s: in words and in songs they congratulate themselves because in a blink of an eye… Continue Reading →
