This is from my fellow ACIM international student and teacher, Jonathan Moss. S.B.
Here are some more of my channelings. This time, a real enigma: Mary Magdalene. What was she really like? What follows is a description of her from my Guides, The 144, and then Mary jumped in and...
Every year at the end of our tourism season here in Puerto Vallarta, fishing goes into a holding pattern. We see that the cold-water temperatures start ticking up, little by little. This year it’s been different.
If you’ve been reading my recent articles, you already know we’ve been dealing with...
Wherever I am, I dress with intention. These two poems— one outward, one inward—celebrate color, spirit, and the sacredness of self, from Vallarta’s streets to the soul’s sanctuary. E.Z.
Dressing For God I wake up slow Not because I am tired But because the world is about to become a...
Recap: Good Morning, From Here, April 19 - 25
Monday Oh, my house is quiet now. Bogie and I keep bumping into little pieces of evidence that Patrice was living with us for three weeks, but she is back in Canada and will be reunited with her beloved kitties and...
This is from Sean, my ACIM friend and I call him a teacher to the teachers. This post puts me in the mind of Walt Whitman: “Do I repeat myself? Very well then I repeat myself.”
Finding the God hidden in the "now of all times"
A few years ago, my ACIM...
“Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine—when you gonna let me get sober?”I wasn’t looking for a problem.I was looking for a pinot.It started sweet—a little flirt with fermentation.A clink, a smile.A casual affair with Cabernet,a tender tango with Tempranillo.Maybe it started with Twisted Palms—Wind Down Wednesday in Vallarta.One...
Recap: Good Morning, From Here, April 12 - 18
Monday The Vallarta Botanical Garden is just 20 years old, barely around long enough to raise one good-sized tree, yet it has won every major award possible in our entire continent. Going up against revered Gardens like Butchart's outside of Victoria...
I am Harriet Murray from Puerto Vallarta, Jalisco, Mexico. For over 25 years, Vallarta has been my home, a place where I never truly expected to settle. Before making this vibrant coastal city my permanent residence, I visited Vallarta for a week every September for nearly a decade. However,...
Because music was there before I knew what God meant.Before I knew how to pray, I hummed lullabies to the moon.
It was my secret language when the world was too loud— a place to go. When I had nowhere to go.
I didn’t need permission to fall. I didn’t need...
Recap: Good Morning, From Here, April 5 - 11
Monday What do peaches, brie, mushrooms, and salted caramel espresso have in common? La Casita & Garden for pizza and martinis! Last Friday, we explored those food groups while awaiting Dabit and Ale to entertain a comfortably full house of...
