Tuesday, June 28, 2011

"Peace is hard to be with..............."

From the brilliant AND beautiful Anna Meck, "Peace is hard to be with. Without all the drama and doubt it can feel like nothing!" And nothing can be scary!

If this is your experience (mine too), consider it an invitation to practice, instead of give up.

Cause you know what Winston Churchill said about giving up? Of course you do!

Love,
Darlene

O.K. He said "Never, ever give up"!

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

The Most Peaceful Nation!

I had the privilege of visiting the most Peaceful nation on earth recently.

Here's why: ranked #1 in health care, education, literacy and per capita income. A philosopher manages their oil reserves, there are few armed police, no death penalty, the longest prison sentence is 21 years! Their prisons focus on rehab and the power of positive expectation. Go to www.dopeace.us and check out the video on Peaceful (and drop dead gorgeous) Norway and its Bastoy Prison. It's amazing!

Oh yeah, the U.S. is ranked 82nd!


Love,
Darlene

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Acquiring the spirit of Peace........

"Acquire the spirit of Peace and thousand of souls around you will be saved" said Seraphim. Belief in souls or the saving of them may be irrelevant. When you practice Peace, even briefly, it affects those around you. Whether you know it or not. I promise.

Get your Peace on!

Love,
Darlene

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

A singing man

A small man sings on Copenhagen's Ostergade; his body twisted, his face deformed. It's 4pm and thousands of people hurry by. He lifts his mouth, pursed as if to kiss the sky. And out comes the clearest, true, pure sound of a child. The crowd seems annoyed, upset at the contradiction; a beautiful voice from that wreck. He twitches as he sings. It doesn't fit.

Only a few of the equally odd looking stop to listen; smiles expand with each note. "Isn't that amazing" beams a skinny old woman all in lime green. A worn out man, perhaps a dock worker, red faced and grizzled, tosses several Krone into the singing man's hat, nodding in appreciation. A few others gather to listen quietly, reverently.

And the man sings. He throws his voice out to bounce off the nearby buildings and ricochet down the Ostergade to be heard for blocks.

Peace!