When Ending Comes
The following was written by Adam Reising after a Community Meeting in August 2023. I wanted to share the poem I found, (or rather, the poem that found me, and us), at the Community meeting
Findhorn
What I didn’t say is how sad I was What I didn’t say was how bereft I felt What I didn’t say was this was a death What I didn’t say was this was the
Barbara Loveland – Poems
Poems by Barbara Loveland from her unpublished collection, Heart Explosions. She captures her life - inner and outer - in the Community. A Heart Tree I painted a heart tree in memory of all those
Barbara Loveland – a eulogy by Gillian Paschkes-Bell
Tall. Slender. Beautiful. Barbara looked like the archetypal hippy dolly bird, with long, dark hair and a fringe framing her big, grey-blue eyes. I mention her looks because they were striking – there were some
Personal Journey
A friend in South Africa suggested to me that I read ‘The Secret Life of Plants’ so I took it out of the library. On reading the final chapter, which talked about the activity with
The Universal Hall
THE UNIVERSAL HALL Mulling a lecture and discussion on Findhorn and esoteric questions, one evening late, I leave my Guest Group, walk alone down an unlighted black path. On impulse I stop, turn
Expressions Spring 1974
Expressions from Spring 1974 is a delightful celebration of marriage, birth, Thanksgiving, and much more...
Protected: 1,2,3 – Go (a poem with a story)
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