Here you’ll find many tales – of course you will: this category encompasses the written word in all its forms.
You’ll often see the staff on a Friday in the pub Or collect a TV dinner from the kitchen in a tub You can see the seashore shrink when the moon it waxes full See
In my life I’d like to see Peter as an example I too would like to found a community The community of body, mind, spirit and emotions All working in harmony, for my higher good
Margot Henderson 21st April 2014 You were loyal to the last, you chose your day in Perfect Timing as we say, the AGM of the NFA! The new councillors were voted in just as you
Sandy Barr When you see a head lowered and the shoulders are round When the brows are all furrowed and the feet drag the ground Then few words are spoken and life it seems rough
In this video I share about the impact the death of my husband had on my life, and how I am ultimately able to say I was grateful for both his life AND his death.
I had heard that my friend and long time co-worker Christine Hartmann was on a cancer journey far away in her native Germany. Then several things came together: overlooking the garden from my room in
click here for eBook THE ISLE OF IONA Iona is the passionate, ascetic heart of Scotland, protected by its own desolation; grave of kings set in the veins of an icy sea. The
click here for eBook Findhorn Friends 1969-70: For people in many if not all indigenous cultures, the spirits of Nature are expressions of the nature of Spirit just as we humans are, dynamic
click here for eBook From the felt sense of Being that Dorothy Maclean called the Living Silence, one can temporarily suspend belief or disbelief and open to the possibilities of attuning, or inter-being,
This travel diary was written in 2007 during a weeklong stay in Traigh Bhan, the Findhorn Foundation's retreat house on Iona.
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