For Sunday October 26th, 2014

Hello all, in light of the violence in Ottawa Canada, when the teachings of a religion are twisted into violence we all lose. Those who cause the most pain being the most lost, their journey back to Source being all the more difficult. 

May we sit this evening for true spiritual leaders to be heard. May we sit for the lost to find their way home. May we sit for those affected to be restored according to their Divine nature.

Respectfully,

Richard

For Sunday October 19th, 2014

Hello all, the Ebola crisis has reached a fevered pitch in the media here.

Hejon writes in about increasing tensions on the Korean peninsula. 

Nigeria completely contains the Ebola virus with basic quarantine procedures and has no crisis. 

Perhaps there is also a reasonable way to relieve tensions in the Koreas?

May we sit this evening for sensationalism to take a back seat to careful, thoughtful action. May we each find within us the compassionate quietude we wish to see in the rest of the world. May divine Light shine down upon us all.

With great thanks,

Richard

For Sunday October 10th, 2014

Hello all, the poet Rumi says the reeds used in musical instruments, once cut from their source, make only crying sounds. We can look back at world history, or any individual life, and recognize the 'crying sound' of being cut off from our own Source.

More specifically, I'd like to ask that we direct our energies to the 'crying sound' of the Ebola epidemic again this week. Something as simple as an early detection test would be a great help.

In petition for the Light to come down,

Richard

For Sunday October 5th, 2014

Hello everyone, a celebration of life was held today for Elaine Sawyer, widow of Tom Sawyer. Famous for growing beautiful roses even into late December, this is one of her poems...

We all live by means of water, life force from our creator.

Water... life for humanity, spring drink of dew upon the newborn grasses.

Spring we renew again and unbeknownst to fellowman we grow by true

nature's water to become leaves upon the trees of life so warmed by sun rays

- our truest love for one another grows.

Summer is parched searching for falls rest.

Fall leaves turning mixed rays of light -

Succumb to winter slowly dying. It is renewed by almost a

death experience - it seems... the Winter game.

We are circles unending... the renewing seasons of life.

Elaine Sawyer 1994

May we all fulfill our loving place in circles unending...

Richard