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For three years, 2002, 2003 & 2004 I participated, taught and was resident Life Coach at the Khalsa Women’s Training Camps at Ghost Ranch in New Mexico. The setting against the magnificent cliffs and rock formations, under a sky that never failed, day or night, to entrance the spirit–well, it was a place that always […]

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Over the years of being in the presence of Yogi Bhajan I have seen his amazing facility with language and emotion to reflect the consciousness of whomever he is teaching at that moment. I remember being the object of his intense "fire" energy many years ago when my marriage was going through a difficult period […]

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The guests begin to arrive at 12:30 at the Unitarian Church wearing heavy coats and shaking snow from their boots. Looking for familiar faces they walk stiffly about then take a seat on gray folding chairs facing the diminutive stage where three sheepskins are framed by a pair of tall candles and two clear glass […]

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This poem was written a good 25 years after giving birth. We have only one child so the memory of this time is very strongly embedded in my heart and mind. Birthing a baby and going on the yatra to Hemkunt Sahib in India, were the two most diffcult times in my life in terms […]

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Winter Solstice has just passed so I thought I’d share with you what I remember of the one time in our thirty-five years of being in 3HO that my husband and I journeyed to Florida for the Solstice Celebration. It was 1974. ***** The Times I am 23, married for two years and seven months […]

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I thought I’d share my version of the three exercises that Siri Ved Kaur wrote about. It’s always interesting to see what pops up out of these prompts. I highly recommend you try it for yourself or with a group of friends. You don’t have to be “writers,” you just have to put pen to […]

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In the 1980’s when our son attended school in Mussoorie, India at Guru Nanak’s Fifth Centenary School, it was impossible to communicate with him except by mail or actually getting on a plane and flying over there. We were scraping by financially those first few years so we relied heavily on the postman and the […]

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