Many people ask me for solutions so that they can stop feeling the fear of the economy and rather work towards supporting societies’ potential. For me, the current value system has to be changed and become more people-oriented, strengthening their … Read More
The mind creates magnetic fields Within what do they live? They live in the truth The truth is everywhere And it is the only thing That cannot be destructed Therefore It is not a thing Trees grow from the earth … Read More
There was some noise in his mind He saw something He read About a man Ancient drawings And faces And there was the pain The lack of sleep The struggle He turned to peace And out of nowhere From far … Read More
Birds can fly They are not afraid of heights A bough Is a home for them Sometimes they would fight for a good one Then they’d sleep Almost standing Birds start to sing Even before the sun arrives Birds are … Read More
The mountain range is dreaming It throws little lakes around And casts reflections In ochre and purple When the sun goes down To meet the mountains The mountains cry To the sky And the other little mountain Alone at the … Read More
I’ve started a series of teaching moments to assist in answering all of the questions I receive from clients, and take a moment to share the insights I’ve come to know as my “truths.” Take them or leave them…I’m just … Read More
All the questions that we have Lead us to one final question And all the power that our questions have Comes from leading us to this The question is: Who am I? Or what am I? And there is no … Read More
My old brother sits in the room of our childhood The trees in the yard Move slightly in the wind Inside of his body The clouds, one big one small Throw a ball between them A picture that he made … Read More
A rock and a shadow Stand on the flexible green And a cloud comes To cover them It turns out The shadows have been going on From far in the past And into the future Unfinished life forms have only … Read More
Present reflections tied to May 2001 journal entries about my healing journey – The crows flocked to the bare tree branches of winter, and then, within seconds, flew off to become black wings against the clear blue skies of New … Read More
