The water splashed over the edge of the bucket and pooled out on the bathroom floor, running under the door.

I looked down at the puddle and a moment later heard the thought “water spilled on the floor.”

The obvious time delay in that thought arising was almost shocking, and I chuckled at the redundant comment from the “peanut gallery.” Years ago I never even noticed the delay. Today, in this moment, it was never so obvious that thought comes after experience—and quite some time after!

This morning I was sitting by my sister’s pool, sipping hot chocolate, when my attention delved so deeply into thoughts and images of an event of the recent past that I did not immediately notice the robin land in the shady grass and begin to

“You always interrupt me,” came the complaint. “In non-violent communication we own-up,” she continued…
I have periodically heard about something called “non-violent communication” and while I knew nothing about it, immediately I liked the idea the name implies. But this was the first time I

I love the old zen story about the farmer who’s neighbors thought it was a bad, unlucky thing that his horse ran away. The old man’s reply? “We’ll see.”
As the story goes, the horse came back with another wild horse, and the neighbors quickly switched

When you cruise the categories of the books entered in the “Next Top Spiritual Author” contest, you find subjects like:
Art, Business, Dating, Diet & Nutrition, Divorce, Gardening, Massage, Organizing, Sports, Technology, Travel, and UFO’s. This makes one question exactly what is meant by

–My Father wrote this famous poem
It appeared far and wide on posters, bookmarks, etc. as “author unknown.”
In memory of Lawrence J. Wilcox (1940-2010)
It became so popular so fast, that there was no way of correcting this, and truly, Dad was elated just knowing it

On the Easter weekend I spent some time with a friend, and after emerging from the bathroom she asked me, “Are your systems working o.k.?” or something like that. As I had just been in the bathroom I “mind read”, or guessed, that she was

“Everybody Loves Raymond” illustrates how no-one knows why we are here on earth, with humour. (Refer to the chapter “Survey says?!” in “The Alchemy of Love and Joy”.
Find out who you are now
What is the evidence of  “You”?
Stay as I am
Before knowledge
Papaji answers “Can you

Today is the seven-year anniversary of my Father’s rebirth into spirit. Notice how much less a “charge” there is, how much less suffering there is, how much more truth and presence there is in the statement of the anniversary. Today is not the day that

The moment that I fell to my knees in the woods crying with intense love, joy, and laughter is not one that I thought I could ever explain or share.
I still don’t.

That happened January 30th.

I’ve been quietly absent for a month, contemplating what to do