Author Archives: rlongwort
All Kinds of Color on the Trees
The tree of good and evil sat so beautifully in the garden of eden. It sits beautifully in our personal yard. We prune it, we orient it toward our pet peeves, our least liked people and of course our most … Continue reading
What does the Great Spirit Think
It is a beautiful morning in Bridgewater and while outside on the deck, I was in time to see the geese fly down to the river. It seems my house is on their throughway and I got to see maybe … Continue reading
River of Life
Here I am skipping church, spending the time at a watering hole in Stokesville and getting cold and hot, sun and water, four or five times before lolloping home again. There was a family fishing and I could see some … Continue reading
Stairs to Heaven
Finding my way into the inner life and realizing when I am in the outer life and its considerations is a struggle to realize. A good bout of meditation is always helpful. Continue reading
Kundalini and The Beloved
“Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for thy love is better than wine,” (Can 1:2) The inner and the outer beloved visit us in our dreams and in our infatuations. The inner beloved is associated with … Continue reading
Rising Risers
I meditate to come into contact with God and can spend two hours of a night doing that. I hope that has left a positive imprint on the house I am selling. I know I have been successful with meditation, if … Continue reading
Outpressing of the Spirit
I took the opportunity to breathe deeper, while doing my exercises, outside, and to think in terms of a dream that I got some months ago, where I was told to breath into five purple “flowers” above my head. The … Continue reading
The Shadow Index Finger and Light through the Hand
I am at the beach again and on my favorite path near the bay in First Landing State Park. I am riding my bike along and it is a ninety degree day, with people, dogs, babies and bikes all on … Continue reading
Moriah Celebrates Springtime
Moriah and Druid Bernie were going to have some afternoon chat to celebrate the fine weather and the spring time. Moriah thought she could hear the sap climbing up the tree where she had put her arrangements out at the … Continue reading
Let the dream interpret you.
Instead of interpreting the dream, let the dream interpret you. I dreamed that I was on the rail line between Dublin City and Howth and I got off in Sutton and set off walking on that patch of land that … Continue reading
Rose Longworth Counseling 