My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

After almost 600 posts spanning a decade, occasionally I find myself without a topic to write about. I could go to my poems or myriad journ...

"Man's fate is according to his pains." -Robert Herrick, ( English, 24 August 1591 – 15 October 1674 ) Is fasting like w...

“True loss is for him whose days have been spent in utter ignorance of his self.” — Baha’u’llah I am at the midway point of the Baha...

A wounded man lies on a dark battlefield littered with corpses and not a living soul near. His blood drains away, seeping into the silent...

  Amira seemed timid and mysterious during my first visits to her home in Luxor several years ago. After all, I was a stranger from Ame...

Steven's writing After the writer's death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter. —Jean Cocteau ( French: 5 July...

What is more magical than looking into a face? A sunrise has its charms, as does the flaming spectacle at the end of day. Changing clouds...

  During my youth I daydreamed and used imagination to make simple pencil drawings. I often drew a road beginning under my feet extendi...

Life is a kaleidoscope of sensual surprises.  During travel, I leave familiar surroundings to engage in the unknown and see with fresh e...

  In pure moments of being, I perceive behind the veil of the material world in the realm of non-duality, or oneness. Here, love reig...

We are slowed down sound and light waves, a walking bundle of frequencies tuned into the cosmos. We are souls dressed up in sacred biochemi...