Make space for both doubt and possibility in your search for truth. Some days, I’m a believer. I have great faith. I believe in a lot of things that cannot be verified, that cannot be measured, seen, heard or touched – God, ghosts, Kali, Jesus, Kwan Yin, elves (sometimes), ESP, extraterrestrials, remote viewing, baptism, soul quests, clairvoyance, channeling, destiny, etcetera. I see spiritual conviction as a powerful tool that can be used to defend myself against the systemi

The problem isn't technology, it's our relentless pursuit of "harder, better, faster, stronger". Why is the human mind drawn to the Internet like fish to water? Perhaps it’s because the digital world responds so well and too quickly to the mind’s desire for novelty, its craving for constant sensory stimulation, its propensity to engage in endless questioning, its need for answers, and its hankering for perpetual motion. The human mind hates stillness; it loves busyness and be

Making sense of my place in the cosmos. Photo by Daniel Cid I’ve not written an essay since October last year. That’s almost five months — the longest I’ve gone without blogosphere communication. It’s been pretty nice. Not writing has allowed me to cultivate a quieter mind and observe the unremarkable-ness of my own thought life. Yet here I am, indulging myself again. Why? Because my personality — the jumble of signals in my brain that make me believe I am “me” — still needs

Becoming a student of death. Photo by The New York Public Library  on Unsplash A few days before my first ayahuasca ceremony, I had a dream where a voice said, “The storm is coming. The storm is already here.” It was 2022, I’d been alive for 44 years, it was time to get ready. The ceremony turned out to be a clarion call – to begin the process of letting go of childish things; to prepare myself to hold the door open for elder loved ones, and to slowly but surely walk through

When I hurt, I don’t want clever advice, just a little handholding and reassurance that I’ll be OK. Photo by LOGAN WEAVER | @LGNWVR  on...

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What feeling blue at dusk can teach us. My mom tells me she sometimes feels bluesy at dusk. “When the sun starts to set and that cool...

There is nothing new under the sun…so let’s stop trying to be original and just have fun! Image by Colin Behrens from Pixabay I was...

Learning how to move less defensively through life. Image by  Michal Renčo  from  Pixabay For the first time yesterday, I went walking in...