Author Archives: Ruth Perkinson
Silent in the Grace . . .
I need to laminate my membership card to the J Underground. I think on the front, it will have a picture of our beloved enlightened brother: Jesus. Perhaps something cartoony that depicts an elevator: doors open, one illuminated “up” button, … Continue reading
Gary and Cindy Lora-Renard – the real deal
I had the pleasure of attending a workshop in Manassas, Virginia on Saturday to listen to a man named Gary Renard and his wife Cindy Renard give a workshop on A Course in Miracles. They are the real flippin’ … Continue reading
Mental illness – a love letter . . .
I never thought I would write a blog or anything that would begin with the words “Thank you, Jesus!” to anyone. For much of my life, I truly believed that he was a figment of my delusional mind and that he … Continue reading
Miracles: Drops of Healing Rain
As a writer, I know now that my treasure house is not in the royalties I receive two times a year nor in the number of books I sell. I have not sold many in the many years I have … Continue reading
Miracles and Marrying Heather…
Miracles are everywhere. This month . . . June of 2015 and the right to marry anyone you love is one of them. *Small wave of rainbows across the land of the free.* Alleluia. In my favorite tome, A Course … Continue reading
The Last Supper to The First Breakfast – Our Children . . .
Recently, I was driving home after work and was met with the most road rage I have ever witnessed. Evidently, I had been going too slow in the turn lane for the woman behind me. I don’t think she even … Continue reading
Miracles and Former Students – The Dawn of a New Era . . .
If I never live another day in my life, I know it was a life well spent. I received a letter from a young man whom I taught when he was in the gifted program as a sixth- grader at … Continue reading
Lent, the Ego, and the Guiltless World…:)
For Lent, I am giving up the Ego. I am not giving up cheese or cake or chocolate. I am giving in, finally, and giving up that pesky little thing we call the ego. With grace and ease and lightness, … Continue reading
A Mentally Ill Man – A reminder to everyone…
I didn’t know at 8:45 a.m. that I had only about an hour before a thin, sparsely bearded, dark-haired man named David was going to show himself at the church office where I work. At 8:45 a.m., I was pulling … Continue reading