A person of deep and guiding spirit is still human. She loses her keys. She forgets your name, the password to her account, and sometimes her own phone number. Even the Highest among us aren’t always so high.
But at these times we can see how we’re not really so very different. We can identify; we with them, and they with us.
And if we are alike in form, couldn’t that offer us some hope that we can reach the same heights in spirit; the same depths of truth; the same richness and meaning for our own lives?
Even those sometimes guided by higher beings still; by great spirits unseen but adored; might have times when they can’t quite connect. Maybe they just don’t feel so lost when it happens. Because they have been there and know it as home.

– Those of you who know me know that I tend to write several books at once. This morning I hoped to get something of my internet-centered novel, “I Am!”. Instead I got the above stirrings of what could be an intro for “Tackling Clara”; a collection of anecdotes from the lives of Dora Kunz and other spiritual teachers.