To Errol is Human

Hello Dear Fellow Spiritual Sojourners…hope your trip is going well. Long time no blog… Ran into circumstances that forced me to practice what I preach (ugh!) I am reminded that spiritual values are actually felt… thought you might appreciate this reminder. “The universe is fondling you in ways you can’t possibly imagine.” We don’t often think of the Universe fondling us exactly…often as not. the “fondling” can feel like rusty Brillo pads rubbing up against our psyche…that is, if we feel anything at all. But most all of us do long to feel good…and in a higher conscious moment to actually feel “the goodness” itself. Be that as it may, if you stop for a moment, you can actually feel the fondling going on. And if you need some help, here’s a poem I wrote over thirty years ago. I was driving on Highway 70 from Denver to Steamboat Springs when I was struck by…well…I think the poem says it… FEELINGS by Errol Strider I want to be touched. I want the barren, cold hardness of fear‑chromed sens