Tag: #Michael Kell

Chapter 5. Heart Break

I had a wonderful life in San Juan. I spent much time with Sister Anna Marie at the Sisters’ house as my mother allowed me to live with the nuns. She taught me Spanish, which I had forgotten long ago. How to be a friend … Continue reading Chapter 5. Heart Break

Chapter 4: I Find Sister Anna Marie

Previously, I wrote about living in Puerto Rico between three to just short of six years old. It was an auspicious time in my spiritual development, and I want to share it. As I relate my curious life, I recall memory traces from seven decades … Continue reading Chapter 4: I Find Sister Anna Marie

Chapter 3:  My Trip To Judgment And Back (end)

I took Mr Swedenborg’s right hand and strolled to the Judgement Hall. We walked through an enormous gate. The Judgment Hall was mammoth. I looked around, asking, “Mr Swedenborg, there are many kinds of people in this hall. They dress and look differently. Where are … Continue reading Chapter 3:  My Trip To Judgment And Back (end)

Chapter 2: First Conscious Memory and Birth of Self

My parents and I departed from Saudi Arabia when I was eighteen months old. We lived with my maternal grandparents in a lovely house sitting on the bay in Sausalito, CA, just on the other side of the Golden Gate Bridge from San Francisco. Before … Continue reading Chapter 2: First Conscious Memory and Birth of Self

THE PHOENIX ARISES FROM ITS PYRE (3.2)

Greetings, Exploitation directly results from the evolutionary instinct of hoarding resources for less plentiful seasons multiplied endlessly and grossly out of proportion to survival needs. Biological hoarding transformed into selfishness and greed to feed self-aggrandisement. Not to forget all the human-caused misery over the millennia … Continue reading THE PHOENIX ARISES FROM ITS PYRE (3.2)