Welcome to my blog. I am a writer. Which is funny because that statement comes with the same baggage that I felt when I admitted I was an alcoholic. This gentle admission feels risky. Why? Because I am a terrible speller, a reluctant rules follower and
Never-the-less, it is what I am. I am also a cockeyed poet and philosopher. I crave a deeper conversation, I melt for rhythms and riddles and romancing ideas. I like to peek beneath the hood. I celebrate Pandora and all the curious cats who what to pull things out of boxes. These things are not so
I invite you to read my “mad rambles” AND add your own. PLEASE! Tell me your stories. Write me back. Leave your mark. Be my pen pal. I think that would be cool so I hope you join me in the conversation and contemplations of all that is wild and wonderful.
Write On!
Love,
Maureen
You are the Honored Guest
We are in the third review for the workbook lessons of A Course in Miracles. The current section asks us to review lessons 91 to 110, beginning with Miracles are seen in light. And ending with I am as God created me. For the next ten days, we are asked to...
Creative Kryptonite
I will accept my part In my days in Hollywood, I was the leading lady in some acting jobs, and other times I was girl number 3. This is always the way. And honestly, both of these roles came with perks and problems. I loved being a leading lady and honestly some days,...
Your Majesty
When Divorce Makes of you a Minister
It started with my divorce. If it had not been for the divorce, I would have never left my church. If it had not been for the divorce, I would have never experienced the sacred bitch smack that left me stymied and weeping in the church pew. But I was there to catch...
ACIM Lesson 164
A tall glass of water to a thirsty soul. From lesson 164 of A Course in Miracles today. Open the curtain in your practicing by merely letting go all things you think you want. Your trifling treasures put away, and leave a clean and open space within your mind...
Resolve to Love
Silence is compliance." Have we allowed our truth to go unspoken? Sometimes we get stuck in the prison of our thoughts and agreements. We go along to get along even when the situation is less than optimal. Then one day, we reach a boiling point, and we say, this no...
Within Me is a Racist ready to heal
Everything is being brought to light either through the eye of our camera or the searching of our souls. What is seen and heard is healed, but we can not heal in form what we will not look at in consciousness. Within me is a racist ready to heal. I am not color blind,...
An Open Letter to George Floyd
We have heard you George Floyd and we will be responsible for the exhale that you were never allowed to take. Your death has given birth to a consciousness a clarity and a communal conviction and we will be your living amends. I speak for the mothers. Though the...
Light does not lie.
Maureen Muldoon Be the Light.
Less Alone
So many nights upon this stage I've witness courage on parade. And watched as beauty poked her head as tales were shared and stories read. In fearlessness, both found and earned the sentences were overturned. And from the bar, I stood in awe for all humanity, I saw....
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