I've been very busy with virtual and live events as of late, but I've also been giving a great deal of readings these days. My booking calendar has been booked up for months, and even though it translates to me being very busy, I'm grateful. The work that I do, (it doesn't even feel like … Continue reading The True Origin of Gratitude
My mother would often joke that I came out of her womb holding a pen. I have loved writing ever since I was a boy. It didn't matter what I was writing about, I just remember being about seven years old, documenting my feelings in the moment, or recording the events of my day. I … Continue reading The Healing Practice of Journaling
You know, growing up, my family always went to Catholic Mass on the weekends. I thought nothing of it; it was something my parents wanted us to do. I memorized my prayers. I didn’t dislike it. I didn’t love it, either. However, these days, modern Western society has sort of turned its back on organized … Continue reading To Each His (or Her) Own
I've always loved reading about the history of religion and its sacred, foundational elements. A couple years ago, I remember asking my mother for some old historical Christian literature. I knew she probably had some, and I figured that it was probably only Catholic, but I really didn’t care. She did find me a couple … Continue reading Life Lesson #583
While attending an AA meeting roughly seven years ago, a fellow member had inspired me to write my own prayers. It was such a beautiful idea. When she told me that she was writing her own prayers, as a way to enhance personal rehabilitation, I thought that it was a stroke of genius. It was also during … Continue reading Apprehension
One time several years ago, at a more memorable Alcoholics Anonymous meeting, the chair decided to read one of the patient-penned stories towards the end of the Big Book (an alcoholic's de facto Bible essentially). It was actually quite bracing for me as I’ve yet to come across an AA group or person from the … Continue reading The Concept of Denial
I am always so grateful to give readings. Honestly, since it makes me feel happy and excited being of service to others in this way, I am most certainly grateful. I have many private moments, sitting in the quiet, just thanking God for enabling these beautiful opportunities. I always felt that being a psychic and … Continue reading A Cycle of Gratitude
When I look back on the years that I used, I always, always think of that chunk of time in my life as wasted. I just figured it was lost; I shot it all away. I didn’t progress or grow mentally or financially, and I only alienated myself further from my immediate family. Many faithful … Continue reading My Worthy Past
Death is, of course, very sad. However, life will always continue to move and progress forward; the clocks won’t stop ticking. There is nothing that can be done about the progression of time. When we lose a loved one though, it’s like everything in our lives skids to an impasse. Yes, there’s of course the … Continue reading Handling Bereavement
Even as I grew to become an overall more spiritual person, for the longest time I didn't know how to meditate. Well, that was how I used to phrase it. I thought that there was this certain, strict procedure behind meditating. I always thought it had something to do with sitting cross-legged, having my arms … Continue reading How I Came to Meditate
