Elizabeth Stamper

December 6, 2017

Path of Forgiveness, Power of Ceremony

The Heart is the Space where there is no judgment … the Heart carries no pain from the past and no fear of the future.  The Heart – where the light of Spirit comes into the body – is always whole, free, and filled with gratitude for each moment.  Forgiveness is a way of finding this innermost Heart and releasing whatever blocks our awareness of its light and love and joy.  Forgiveness is a way of remembering who we really are  …  and in that remembrance we find each other. It’s a Saturday afternoon,  and we sit around a long table […]
November 6, 2017

The Heart’s Pure Instinct

COMPASSION … We had just checked our bags at the airport when I see about a dozen guys in tan khakis. We get closer and I read the words Emergency Medical on their shoulder badges. I ask where they’re heading. Puerto Rico. We’re replacing a team that’s been there a while.  He seems glad to be going. I say, Good luck . . . and thank you. Meanwhile, we are leaving Atlanta after three days of good food and conversation, happy strolls under tall trees and a gentle October sun, and much laughter. After hide ’n seek, tricycle races and […]
March 27, 2017

Being a Lover is His Profession

The reality of love is found in the secret of eternal divine presence. Love is an attribute of God, and being a lover is his profession. He himself is the lover, and he is of the same color as love. ~ Ruzbihan Baqli, 13th century Sufi Mystic   Mystics are lovers. Living in awareness of the divine presence, they know this presence as love. Some mystics call this presence God, and to them the secret of this presence is revealed by the feeling of love. When we experience love, the Divine is unveiled! God is always here—love just blows His cover. A few years […]
February 17, 2017

Insights on Love from the Women’s March

“in order to form a more perfect union . . .” The United States of America is an idea, a beautiful idea, a vision of what could be. It’s the idea of a group of people bound together, not by tribe or religion, not by birthplace or clan or color of skin, but by a belief in certain truths. Such as, the truth of equality (in our beingness, no one is better than anyone else). And the truth of innate deservability (everyone deserves the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness). These truths have been percolating for centuries […]
January 9, 2017


On Friday afternoon, January 20th, I will climb on board a bus in Melbourne, Florida, that will carry me and my fellow riders all through the night to Washington, DC. We’ll be dropped off the next morning at RFK stadium, and from there a Metro ride and a short walk will take us to the corner of Independence Avenue and 3rd St. SW—right in front of the U.S. Capitol. A three hour rally is planned there, followed by a march west down Independence. That evening I’ll board the same bus and ride all night back home to Florida. Almost immediately […]
October 19, 2016

What happens on the water . . .

  We are on the Windsplitter and I watch my friend sitting comfortably with legs outstretched and her back against the cabin wall. A small, blond, sad-eyed lab is at her feet, and her husband of many years stands tall at the helm. His blue eyes scan the sea before them, confirming the fullness of the sails, his gaze resting in quiet approval of all this untamed, fluid domain. The sun is kind, the air fresh and clear and perfect as we head from Noank towards sunset in Stonington. I ask, “What is this body of water?” “We were in the Thames River […]
October 19, 2016

All You Need is a Miracle

For many years, A Course in Miracles was my daily spiritual practice. The first two times I sat down to read the text, I was weeping by the third page. These ideas—that a miracle is a shift from a state of fear and disconnection to an awareness of love and oneness . . .  that we are each capable of making that shift . . .  that we all deserve this love—this is how I want to see and respond to life.  All the quotes below are from the Course.  “Each day should be devoted to miracles.”    I am […]
July 7, 2016

Not Done Yet

  It’s 9:30 pm on the Fourth of July, and I’m standing on the Melbourne Causeway watching the fireworks over the river. The people beside me are chatting and not paying attention to the show/the moment/the state of our nation! I turn to the guy behind me and say, “Do you sing?” Earlier that evening: Mike and I trudge a fair distance with our camp chairs and small cooler so we can have a very American picnic. Once we get onto the causeway, I keep stopping and asking Mike, “Is this good? Shall we stop here?” We look around and […]
April 2, 2016

Strawberry Fields Forever

“Love is but a song to sing         Fear’s the way we die,   You can make the mountains ring         Or make the angels cry,   Though the bird is on the wing  And you may not know why ….” I am seventeen years old, lying in the back of a pick-up truck and staring at the sky. It’s nighttime and there are millions of stars in the sky over Lake Erie. My parents don’t know that tomorrow I’ll cross the border into Canada and have several transformative experiences among the 70,000 other […]
January 21, 2016

The First Smile

Reposting this for my son and my brother …HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Chris and Pete! Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.”  Mother Theresa It’s September 1970 and I’m at an all-day rock festival. In between bands they are blasting the music of Jimi Hendrix because we’d just lost him.  A few hours earlier, as I walked out the door, my dad had looked up from his paper long enough to roll his eyes. You see, I am wearing a sheet. Well, it would never function as a sheet again, as […]