The Spiritual Discipline of Awareness

When my wife, her family and I lived in South Florida, we teased my mother-in-law about the fact that she claimed to have seen “white goats” at the nearby on-ramp to I-95. “Sure,” we’d say, twirling our fingers around our ears, “White goats . . . we see them all of the time.” Years passedContinue reading “The Spiritual Discipline of Awareness”