Lesley S. King

  Rime Ice Aspens shot in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains above Santa Fe

I call on the Beloved and easily sign my name on an agreement to lease out my late mother’s house. While the new tenants sign, I glance at the kitchen where we stand, its white counter and clean paint. Though darkness settles out the window, here all is bright. But later, back at my own [...]

So often in our days we gaze downward. Look what can happen with a simple change of viewpoint.   Image: Nordski Trail, Sangre de Cristo Mountains, Santa Fe, NM

I trek through a forest of dead imagery Clutch great oaks that wither to dust Search for answers in pools of my tears To one day breathlessly Meet the One who guides me to The Land of Eternal Radiance Where the squawking crows quiet The thunderous pulse slows Imperatives dissolve into mist As my being [...]

Although the road is never ending take a step and keep walking, do not look fearfully into the distance… On this path let the heart be your guide for the body is hesitant and full of fear.—Rumi Panorama: Ojo Caliente, NM

You alone are the object of your search.—Sri Gary Olsen, Soul’s Divine Journey P.S. If this quote resonates with you, so may the whole book, which is available for free at www.masterpath.org.

Just as the desire to explore and take great journeys arises within, so does the desire to rise above these earthly entanglements. The challenges are not imposed from the outside. Instead they arise from the innermost desire for our Beloved freedom.

I stand within my late mother’s empty bedroom, where the scent of mildew taints the air. I note the empty wall where the TV hung and the four indentations on the carpet where the bed sat. Only a few piles of miscellaneous things clutter the floor. Most absent is the beautiful being with whom I [...]

I’ve always appreciated good gear. It’s a fabulous feeling to be out in a spectacular landscape with the wind blowing and sleet pelting, and yet be completely warm and comfortable. Our lower bodies—physical, emotional, mental—are the great gear for our soul. They take the hit of the elements, while soul sits safely ensconced, unharmed, unwavering. [...]

It’s two in the morning, and I walk in the dark through a piñon forest. My heart pounds with fear as I sense coyote and bobcat eyes watching through branches I can barely see in the dim light of a sickle moon. I am walking through the biggest fear I have about my mother’s passing [...]