By Margo, on August 10th, 2009%
My husband and I own a Harley. We love our Harley. It’s a rich deep blue Ultra Classic that we bought almost two years ago. Prior to that we had a Sportster for ten years. I guess it would be more honest to say that Rich had a Sportster and I would ride it occasionally. But in late 2006, as he approached a major deployment starting in 2007, Rich decided to sell his beloved Sportster and order the Ultra Classic for when he returned.
We came to live in the States after being overseas for eighteen years and within . . . → Read More: Sacred Riding: My Harley Prayer Time
By Margo, on August 10th, 2009%
Over the last few days the theme of prayer has come up in my daily readings and in conversations with friends. It has made me realize and be grateful for just how much time I spend daily in prayer. It has also made me wonder why prayer has become such an important part of my daily life.
First and foremost prayer gets me quiet. It slows me down and forces me to a place of physical, mental, emotional and spiritual rest. I can get very busy, too busy. Busyness can become almost a form of escape for me, and . . . → Read More: Prayer: A Tool Of Spirituality
By Margo, on August 8th, 2009%
As I slowly emerged from my “dark ages”, poetry was a medium that I used to express much of what was happening in my life. The free-flowing poem below represents a kind of summary of my downward spiral, followed by my first attempt to “come back to life”. It reminds me of how I desperately gasped for air during my near drowning experience at age nine.
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In search of life and love I boldly ventured forth,
Or so I thought; I wanted all and wanting took in greed,
Each sensation grasping with both . . . → Read More: Poetry: Journey To Reality
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