by Lynn Jericho | Oct 26, 2023 | Celebrate, Grieve, Forgive, New Spiritual Practices, Wisdom of Selfhood
These Autumn weeks ask us to bring our thoughts to death and the ending of a lifetime. Many of us gather together to celebrate those we love who are now across the Threshold of Death, no longer sharing earthly space and time with us, but still living in our hearts....
by Lynn Jericho | Dec 2, 2021 | Images of Self, New Spiritual Practices
Would it calm you to have a conscious path for your inner development: a process, a practice, and evolving perspectives. Conscious inner development never offers perfection. If you are seeking perfection, you will never experience joy, grace, or miracle. You will...
by Lynn Jericho | Sep 23, 2021 | Images of Self, New Spiritual Practices, Wisdom of Selfhood
She called last night. Her voice was fragile. She hadn’t called me in years, but the bond has always lived in our hearts. She was calling to tell me she was in palliative care with cancer and would soon be crossing the threshold. Shock. Sadness. My heart stopped for...
by Lynn Jericho | Jul 31, 2021 | New Spiritual Practices, Sense of Self, Substack
I was writing this essay to send out on the 4th of July, Independence Day, but I ended up in the hospital for a couple of days and then had to recover. I am well now, almost. I have rewritten and edited my thoughts on Neighborly Love a couple of times as it addresses...
by Lynn Jericho | Jan 9, 2021 | Images of Self, New Spiritual Practices
Something Each of Us Can Do for Our Country, Our World, Our Future The moral challenges and painful divisions of American society in 2020 have been in the making since 1776. We cannot blame any one individual or any one political party or any one or more...
by Lynn Jericho | Sep 4, 2020 | Images of Self, Inner Year, New Spiritual Practices
I wrote the draft of this post at 6AM on the First of September 2020 as I was thinking about the September Soul, my September Soul. How do I feel about September? Does September change my thinking? My intentions? My heart? My longings? This is the 73rd September of my...
