I recognize that there is a creative Power that is infinite and everywhere present

By Shirley Riga I find myself sitting at a table Arm wrestling for control knuckles white hands shaking with my opponent called time I...

by Shirley Riga Our soles carry our souls Years ago a woman came to me for a reading A stranger I sat with And I’ll never forget the...

By Shirley Riga Becoming a mother changed my life For my children are my teachers I couldn’t treat my babies With disrespect and hardness...

I’m learning to let go of my need to control my morning meditation. Almost two months ago I would start preparation the night before. As...

Thinking of Angels by Shirley Riga Thinking about angels today Recalling 14 years ago No wings no halo He emerged as a survivor Of a...

Struggle with my Struggles by Shirley Riga I walk on the same street every day I awake to the same light as the day before I view the...

How to make a blessing from a recipe of love By Shirley Riga First, I need a large vessel of cooperation. I am present in the now and...

Snowing! There’s a Woody Allen saying which I am taking the liberty of changing to fit my beliefs. If you want to make an angel laugh,...

I worked with therapists over decades sifting through my emotions gleaning the pieces that define who I am and what makes me happy. I...

The wind and pelting rain befit my emotions over the last 24 hours, so much so I felt like my breath were the gusts pushing on the...

Today's reading for our meditation was taken from the book entitled Thirst by Mary Oliver. The poem is entitled Praying. "It doesn't have...

All my life as long as I can remember, I have felt other people’s emotions. As a child I learned to survive in my dysfunctional home by...