It all Comes Back to Love
By Peter Akpokodje, Lagos, Nigeria
Recently I have been thinking about the reason we exist in this world. I kept the thought lightly on my mind. I wondered, What is love? What is my purpose?
By Peter Akpokodje, Lagos, Nigeria
Recently I have been thinking about the reason we exist in this world. I kept the thought lightly on my mind. I wondered, What is love? What is my purpose?
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 Henry Koster, Queensland, Australia
I began to wonder, What is the deeper significance in this gift of feeding wild birds?
By Sri Harold Klemp
One day an initiate [member of Eckankar] in Texas realized that he really didn’t know much about divine love. So in his contemplation he asked the Mahanta, this inner side of myself, “Show me divine love.”