Human love, Divine love. One is a precursor to the other.
On the night of July 10th, an uncommon hush descended on the Manzanito neighborhood. I say descended because it was more of a profound, stilling pronouncement than simple quiet. For a bedroom community in the backwoods of New Mexico’s Manzano mountains, I would characterize this neighborhood as a relatively noisy place. For the twenty-two years …
Gratitude… That Someone Else Is Running This Show Unquestionably, for better or worse, Scampi is the star of the show in our little world. While I appreciate and enjoy animals, I have never felt a draw to own one. Life and the pursuit of its purpose has always been so sufficiently engaging that no time …
Anyone see the lovely flock of migrating cranes last night, just after sunset? Around 70 birds, high, in good formation, heading mostly east. Reflecting the journey of soul, they increasingly pull my heartstrings when I’m blessed to see them. And it happens more frequently these days. Scampi, Sue’s five pound Maltese, and I were out …
…And Yet, Not At All Two subjects have played most prominently in my last couple of decades: the spiritual journey, and Oriental medicine. Just as Oriental medicine itself was birthed of spiritual practice, so too, the evolution of my own consciousness has deeply expanded my understanding and appreciation of this remarkable medicine’s principles. True spiritual …
I no longer participate in politics—at least, not in the ways we generally think of as being ‘political’. I do, however, pay attention. It doesn’t take much awareness to perceive current trends of consciousness in the populace. While I rarely participate, one of the most reliable resources I use for increasing my awareness of events …
Sunday, 11 October 2015: By the time I awoke at 1:37 a.m. (I drank a LOT of fluids yesterday), my more obvious symptoms were gone. I decided more ginger tea was in order, and so crept out to the kitchen to attempt making another pot, without wakening Sue. Do you know how loud the fibers …
Saturday, 10 October 2015: Instead of enjoying the day out at Ulla Hudson’s Windsong Icelandic Horse Center, I’m in bed. Even though master horseman, Steinar Sigurbjornsson (Stay-nar, as in ‘narcotic’), is conducting the second day of his much anticipated three day clinic at Windsong, I have surrendered to the fact that being in bed is …
Four years ago, when our naiveté surpassed the capacity of New Mexico’s high country (even a relatively moist portion of it) to support our agrarian ambitions, I built a pasture pen, and Sue ordered twenty-five heritage breed chicks who would inhabit the pen. We already had a coop for a number of other breeds of …
Guest Author, Scampi Underfoot Today, we are most delighted to announce an unprecedented literary contribution, compliments of our special guest, Scampi Underfoot, the Magnificent Mountain Maltese of Shabda Ridge. Although his influential presence has been a well known feature for years to insiders here at Shabda Ridge and at Future Medicine Now, this is …
This post is addressed to those lovely souls around the world who are searching the web with the terms, ‘hashimoto’s’ and ‘life-expectancy’. I can’t just ignore you, anymore. [For those of you who are unfamiliar with Hashimoto’s, please read the post that started the whole thing here in 2010, Hashimoto’s—Bigger Than Diabetes?. When you’re finished, …