Dreaming of God

A couple of nights ago, I dreamed that I saw God.  Not Michelangelo’s  Sistine Chapel version of god, but my own very personal version. I dreamed that I was following some internal pull, like a salmon returning to its spawning ground, directing me to a barren...

The wisdom of a dream

The mysteries of the universe are not external, they are internal.  Seeking answers honestly, and earnestly from within, allows all to see ho’omana within all things.