By Sri Harold Klemp
Every night when I go to bed, a mockingbird sings outside my window. He works an incredible shift that seems to last all night long. Each night he repeatedly goes through his entire repertoire of about twenty different songs.
By Gardiner L. Tucker, Jr., Colorado
For six weeks during the fall, my wife, Marcie, and I were house-sitting in Estes Park, Colorado, for her university professor. I was excited to live there, because it is surrounded by mountains with wildlife everywhere.
By Kristy Walker, Minnesota
Harold Klemp writes, in ECK Essentials, that patience “is the greatest discipline of all the spiritual works of ECK. By patience you can endure life, hardships, karmic burdens, slander, and the pricks of pain and disease.”
By Henry Koster, Queensland, Australia
I began to wonder, What is the deeper significance in this gift of feeding wild birds?
By Heidi Skarie, Minnesota
One summer morning, I left my house to run some errands. As I drove down Minnetonka Boulevard in a suburb of Minneapolis, I saw a mallard hen in the median strip of the highway. It looked as if she’d been hit by a car but was still alive and flapping her wings. I decided to try to help her.
By Brad Norman, Arizona
Several years ago I lost my sweet-tempered beagle, Hanna, to old age. My heart felt a bit empty without her love. Each morning I’d wake up and sing HU, which is a love song to God. I’d ask my inner guide for help with my grief.