Spirituality Blogs - BlogCatalog Blog Directory

The Healing Power of Writing

Hi! Welcome to the Joy of Miracles.

To write is to uncover, to unhide, to bring to light, and express what is within. To share is the end of all private thoughts, all shame, all guilt, all pain and separation. Here is all Joy found at last! Writing helps us to repeat, focus, choose, and remember ideas. The purpose of this writing is healing for all of us.

This blog is inspired by "A Course in Miracles"and The Work of Byron Katie. You are invited to share your comments by clicking on the word "comment" at the end of each post. If you scroll way down there's a little info about me and also an archive of past writing you can view by clicking on the title. Thanks so much for visiting...

Email Subscriptions powered by FeedBlitz

Your email address:

Powered by FeedBlitz

Sunday, June 30, 2013

so what if 7 billion people believe it...?

So what
if 7 billion  people believe it
and would witness to you that
you are right?

it's only one thought...

if the thought is archaic,
never worked in the first place,
is untrue

it's not a universal truth--
it's a universal mistake

if 7 billion people
would tell you
that you won't be safe
without fear

that's 7 billion fearful people
all believing one lie

every army
on both sides
share the same religion:
kill thy neighbor
to solve your problem


as without,
so within...
kill thyself--
"attack your own mind
and be healed"


7 billion people
agreeing with you
does not make it so

will never bring you joy

Attack doesn't work

Ask your Self:

What is Joy?

and see if you can find
any place
to exclude anyone
or anything?

7 billion people
hold this
within them

7 billion candles
 burning very brightly,
but only
when I look

Thursday, June 27, 2013



the truth is marching on!

can you hear
the leaves on the trees
flapping in the wind,

the tires on the interstate,
the crowd roaring at the soccer game,
election, and dow jones industrial?

crying, screaming
I want...
i need...
you should...?

oh hear, Love,
the music of this symphony,

every speck
of dust
in its highest good

Rage at me, dear mother,

Spill your fury,
your sadness,
your regrets!

it's all
in perfect order

at me,
through me

your every word,
your every tear,
a precious diamond

the truth is

every boot stomp
every ballet slipper
every dirty barefoot

can you  hear it?

 a perfectly written symphony
composed exactly as it is
just for you

your personal invitation
to GodHome

not one hair
out of place,
or late

the truth is in your face,
Right here now
in your face

it cannot get
any closer

nor more obvious

simply do this:
do not turn away

Love shines at you /for you
right now
exactly as is

thank you

"appreciation is the only
appropriate response
to your brother (or anything else)." acim

the truth is marching on

 leaves mouths words.......


Wednesday, June 19, 2013

isn't it funny?

without the thought
"i am alone"

the juice is dripping from the vine...


there's bird outside my window singing
just for me

a refrigerator full of food
other people grew
for me

a dog barking
for me

a kitty meowing
for me

a Katie dream
i dreamed last night
(I got special time with her
when i couldn't find "my group"...)

how is the worst
the best?

what i thought isn't,
and something else is

without the thought
"i am alone"
it just comes in
it isn't blocked out,

someone grew grapes
and made raisins
just for me!

a computer,
so i can talk to anyone in the world!
how alone is that?!

i am not alone

this Voice i hear
coming through
is friendly!

a Songster,

oh women of wrath,
no more
passionate killing,
bloodshed in hopes of peace!

desperation and despair

without the thought
"i am alone"

the Presence

isn't it funny
i've ranked every thing in the world
in order of it's value to "me"
instead of just enjoying it
for what it is?

that's the only way
to get to feeling so lonely...

i thought what i didn't have
was better
than what i did have...

and in the end
all of it was mine
any way...

that's all there is
to it

without the thought
"i am alone"

the Universe is all mine...
all mind...

Everything is inside
of me

that's alot of company!!!

Sunday, June 16, 2013

self portrait


self portrait
all the shackles down

just dispersing
in the end of timing

 most beautiful breathtaking sight  ever beheld
 most moving music

is you in the mirror

how deep can you go
falling up?

let yourself fall out,
outside of all bounds
of malicious tendencies

outside that thought,

what if no rules
ruled "you"?

outside this "hellacious quasi squat"--stance...

 nothing able to hold you down,
nothing able to hold you back...

nothing able to hold you
to contain
"your" Joy,

Effervescence! is

carbonating all
no inhibitions
no shame

Can you imagine
the in-visible?

is not
the same
as in-spiration

in visible
Self portrait...

(now that feels much truer...)

She leafs!

what would you teach me, tree?

She leafs!  (laughs?)

for no one

just isssing....

leafing out
flowing with wind

 ever happening
nothing static

a process
never ever the same one "instant" to the "next"



a happening of the whole

no marshall
no "rules" of "yours"
have relevance
have one tiniest particle of being taken seriously by

the Mystery

Leafing out is happening: "you"
feel it

let the natural juice be

without reasons "why not"
without the thought "something should be different"

juicy peach

Her finest gift
for you,
is you
dear love,
for you

no one "else" need eat of "your" fruit
for you
to be

You are here
for you

Garden is far more than enough!
without the thought 
"something should be different" (i)

oh my God!





yes,  mind is blown
and again
and again...

seek not to be heard
nor to teach
nor to be right

the past is gone

all you can ever teach is past (learning)
gone already

why would someone want your past?

let them open
to you

let them
  ever new to you
as they are

let them
be nothing
  ever previously met
or known to you

be untaught

rein free, as you are...
you hold no driving power,
no steering wheel at all

let the SKY OPEN

endless blue depth

endless beauty changing form illumination radiance

endless space

to expand

to un-bodify

you can reach out forever
be-cause you do

the Way of It

seek to teach no one--
your crumbs of knowing
simply don't match the Unknowable

let the SKY


hit you

in the face!

oh my God!

Sunday, June 9, 2013


there is

a Voice
for freedom

that dances
and flows
and loves
and joins

is moved to touch and speak and laugh...

Playing by the rules
for so long

she remains unheard
yet still there

still new
ever new
ever now

as clear a voice
as the chirping at dawn

so the path of NO resistance,

it's so natural
for you
to flow this way
you don't value it

because it calls for no effort
no work
no skill
no learning from without

the muse(ic)
and you are one thing

how very much effort it takes--
all the effort in the world--
to NOT DANCE to the music!

(have you considered that the reason
you are tired
is not because of what you are doing...
but be-cause of what you are NOT doing...)

it literally kills you

not to be natural

it takes a lot of rules
and fear and dramas, movies, tyranny

to rein a free spirit
and hold her in the corral

oh Love


you are free
to be you


anything less than this
is suicide

this gift is yours
to give you

to shine,
lilac thick in your air

than anything you have imagined...

let your Self be


this world
is for you

and You,
for it

but most of all,
You are a gift
for you

Thursday, June 6, 2013

the Ocean Roars!

open meadow

melting in

edges soften



to waver,

the flag of rightness

dissolving in the mist
like tissue in rain

tears of honesty
dissolve grimy fingers
that once held tight
my friend to the cross,
my friend made responsible
for what I couldn't see

unaware of my blindness

mind tuned  to another station

it missed the Sun!!!
shining brightly in her face

all the while
the mice danced
the music played
Love continued its orbit
to arrive and arrive and arrive and arrive...

in stunning combinations,
the "bark of a dog",

each voice

the Voice of God.

finally she heard the word

and the Word

every word of every mouth 
of every moment

was God


7 billion mouths....
how many gazillion words?

mind boggling

and we ask
for a sign...
for guidance...

while the Ocean Roars!!


the Ocean Roars!

the only possible way you could miss it
is if "you" think
"you've" got a better idea....

better than the whole wide world.....(grinning....)

ponder this a while...

and the whole wide world may just return to you
on a platter
more beautiful
that you have ever imagined....

oh how lovely
how very very lovely
the deep blue sky...

no matter what i ever think...

loveliness remains

About Me

My photo
I have been a student of A Course in Miracles since 1986. It has helped me tremendously to be a happier person by helping me change my perception of everything. I have found writing to be very helpful in the process of practicing, experiencing, and living the ideas in the Course. In 2006 I started sharing inspiration from the Course with a friend. Now it is a joy to share it with everyone. In 2009, The Work of Byron Katie found me at a woman's group. The Work is a way to identify and question your stressfuI beliefs. I dove right in and in April 2013 became a Certified Facilitator of The Work of Byron Katie. I work with people privately and offer online classes. Please visit for more information. I also still occasionally lead the 11am Sunday Gathering at the Rocky Mountain Miracles Center in Denver. For more information


Blog Archive