Tag Archives: inner awareness

Hearing Bells

Posted on December 9, 2018 by

In days of old when we sat in awe around the lighted tree, my father told us that if we heard a bell ringing, it meant an angel was present. We had to be very quiet, and then unbeknownst to … Continue reading →

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Aligning with Enchantment

Posted on June 23, 2016 by

The man and the bear are drinking Amstel Light, which to me meant, I’m-still-light. I drank in the fact that I was still light. I gave it to the man to share with the bear. Continue reading →

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Connections Never Die

Posted on May 5, 2016 by

Dedicated to the one who once drew me, and I drew back, in my drawings… Continue reading →

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On Seeking

Posted on February 7, 2016 by

The search began when I sat at this desk one morning in 1976… Continue reading →

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To Look Within

Posted on January 13, 2016 by

I write my life to know my life. When I write my life, the inner truth comes out. It’s like when I draw, a barrier disappears. Or fades to the background. And suddenly I’m in touch with this other vibratory field. This other awareness that rises to the surface and makes itself known. Continue reading →

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The Truth About Acting

Posted on December 20, 2015 by

What I learned as an actor should be shouted from the rooftops by every single one of us who has ever trod the boards – that along with the heartbreak that so often comes with a life in the theater, comes the knowledge that we all have in us the possibility of every human thought that has ever been considered. We don’t have to act on it, but we can act it. Play it. Because we know how to play. We know how to imagine “what if.” Continue reading →

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Letting It Come Through

Posted on November 11, 2015 by

I can now paint and draw small, sketchbook-size pictures of the world around me because now I see how focusing on the small particulars of the outer visible world, can also reflect a deeper insight to the world within. Continue reading →

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