Monthly Archives: May 2004

posticon The Wild Winds of Wyoming: Follow-up by John Cali

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We received some thoughtful and fascinating feedback from last week’s newsletter. And so we wanted to follow up with a “sequel,” if you will, to that newsletter. If you haven’t read it, you might want to check it out here before you read this week’s newsletter.

This whole issue of resistance and struggle is an overwhelming challenge for many on the planet today. I see it almost every day in my work with Spirit.

In my response to one of the folks who wrote us last week, I shared with her how I personally had learned to eliminate resistance and struggle from my life.… Read more

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posticon The Wild Winds of Wyoming by John Cali

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I live in northwestern Wyoming in the northern Rocky Mountains of the USA. Wind is a fact of life out here. And Wyoming is famous (or, I should say, infamous) for its wind.

I, however, love the wind. Its power and energy carry me to those high, sacred places where I know I’m really in touch with my higher self, my soul.

Most of the time, that is. Today I had second thoughts. Let me explain.

I go jogging several miles almost every day.… Read more

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posticon He Never Said Goodbye by John Cali

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My son John recently came out to Wyoming to spend some time with me. It was a joyous reunion since we hadn’t seen each other in nearly a year.

One late and sunny afternoon John and I decided to take a ride out into the South Fork Valley. It’s a remote and beautiful valley just outside Yellowstone National Park. For many years, it’s been a favorite place of ours.

As we rode deeper into the valley, storm clouds were gathering over the mountains to the west, the sun slowly fading from sight.… Read more

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posticon But He’s Happy by John Cali

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A few weeks ago I was heading back to my car after a long walk in the foothills south of my little mountain town.

As I neared my car, I heard a man’s voice crying, “Henry, Henry!”

I glanced off to my left and there was this furry little creature furiously running toward me. I bent down to greet him as he practically threw himself into my arms, tail wagging wildly and mouth parted in a joyous, laughing doggy grin.… Read more

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