A Saturday in St. Pete

Nancy and I started this Saturday with Chit, Chat and Chew at Unity of Midtown. We met in the fellowship room for a hearty breakfast provided by Audrey and team. Our conversation ranged from learning about each other’s diverse cultures to how Unity Principles can apply no matter what your theology. In attendance were teachers,Continue reading “A Saturday in St. Pete”

Wellness Wednesday at Unity Temple of Truth

Imagination leads to intuition. It can also lead you to a challenge for which you hadn’t planned to volunteer. As I was sitting in the sanctuary last Wednesday, I started musing about a meditation based on harmony with nature. So here I am leading a meditation with some wonderful music I found on Spotify. IfContinue reading “Wellness Wednesday at Unity Temple of Truth”

Older than the Pyramids:  Shrouded by Druid Ghosts and Fairy Dust

Maeve was a decisive and forceful leader who ruled over Connaught during the time of Cuchulainn, the greatest of all Irish warriors. Her beauty and sexual prowess were famous. No High King could be crowned without first having the ceremony consummated in the royal bed, such was her fabulous domination!

Habitat for Humanity: What I learned today

UP EARLY for an Event that was …… For me, an extra effort is required to arise before the sun appears. I do well to put my feet on the floor by 7am. But this morning, with intent, my feet touched the floor to get ready for a volunteer day with Habitat for Humanity. RatherContinue reading “Habitat for Humanity: What I learned today”

Triumph over cravings

Today we attended another inspiring workshop led by Rev. Linda McLeod at Unity Temple of Truth. After a discussion to determine our true values and purpose, we created vision boards to reflect those aspirations. We considered stopping for pizza afterwards, but decided we had lots of fresh vegetables that deserved our attention. It would beContinue reading “Triumph over cravings”

Unsettled Spirits Stir Amidst Florida’s Balmy Spring Night Air

The light of the silver moon and the fiery orange sunset silhouette the winged ones spooked by the Spirits of the Tocobaga Indians. First one, then two, then many explode from the trees covering the sacred mounds. Are the spirits restless questioning why “white men” are a warring people full of thirst of others possessions?Continue reading “Unsettled Spirits Stir Amidst Florida’s Balmy Spring Night Air”