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  If you are ever in Albuquerque, New Mexico, a must-see location is Tim’s Place where the motto is Breakfast, Lunch and Hugs. I recently  heard of Tim Harris and his one of a kind restaurant that immediately appealed to […]

  The headline reminds me of the Who song I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?) I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?) C’mon tell me who are you? (Who are you? […]

  I am holding this book called Transforming Pain Through Energy Medicine as a result of one those Hansel and Gretel breadcrumb trail experiences that so delight me. A few years ago, I was part of the Next Top Spiritual […]

Although I like giving credit where it is due, I have no idea of the identity of the artist who created this profoundly simple image. If anyone knows, please let me know. It speaks to me of an eternal truth; […]

  I had written in a previous Bliss Blog entry called Praying With God that my sense of the Divine is that we are of God and God is of us. Call it a God-spark if you will, or essence or […]

I proudly claim to be an Opti-Mystic; one who sees the world through the eyes of possibility. I may have come by it genetically, since my parents generally looked on the bright side of things and reinforced that all would […]

    This morning, my friend Shaun Stephenson sent me a message in response to an article I had written about sexuality/spirituality. I had told her that I was stretching comfort zones by exploring that realm in writing, not because […]

Last night, I took a leap into another world of words and thoughts, feelings and flow as I launched a radio show called It’s All About Relationships, on Vivid Life Radio. It ties in so beautifully with the Bliss Blog, […]

  Before the sun has peeked its late Winter’s beams from behind clouds and the stars have melted back into the black, I am offering Birthday greetings to a man who would have been 89 today.   A fitting time to be […]

In one way or another, we are all hoisted on the shoulders of the ones who came before us, like a child rising above the crowd on those of a parent, the better to watch the parade pass by. Many’s the time […]