How To Look Ahead – 2017

By Celia Coates Our calendars say we are about to leave 2016 behind and begin a new year. What will 2017 be like? There’s more than one way to anticipate the future, but the most common way is to worry. When we worry we construct events and outcomes and turn various possibilities over and over…

What the 1%, And the 99%, Can Learn From the Grinch

By Celia Coates Dr. Seuss’s Grinch is mean and all alone near his snowy cave just north of Whoville, isolated by his self-centered grouchiness. HOW THE GRINCH STOLE CHRISTMAS! has been a bestseller since it was published in 1957 when Theodor Geisel (Dr. Seuss) wrote it to counter what he saw as the commercialization of…

How to Stop Hostile Raids

By Celia Coates Here’s the sentence that caught my attention while I was reading an account of research done decades ago: “There were raids on the other’s cabin, name-calling, fights, and other hostile behavior.” It sounded like the 2016 Presidential season although the study involved 22 eleven-year-old boys and our national politics involves thousands and…

My Lessons In Astrology and Intuition

By Jeycea Thompson Growing up, I loved school and books but I also wanted to learn about what’s outside the five senses, what you cannot touch or see. My grandmother knew a lot about that side of life. Born in 1896, she was strong, independent, and creative, involved in both Bible studies and learning about…

What’s Your Sign?

From Jeycea Thompson Jeycea Thompson, whose post will appear next week, sent me a copy of a newspaper cutting her mother gave her years ago. It’s an account by Rev. Webb Garrison with the headline,”She Made Astrology Respectable in 1914 by Demonstrating Her Talent in Court”. Evangeline Adams was arrested in 1911, 1914, and 1923…

An Ode to Joy for Today

By Celia Coates It was a surprise to find an antidote to our current dark divisiveness in Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony. I’d heard the music many times before but, last weekend, reading the program notes and then listening to the Baltimore Symphony Orchestra’s performance (conducted by Marin Alsop) was truly enlightening. Beethoven had gone through a…

What Can Your Mind Create?

By Celia Coates Not only is it often true that “seeing is believing” but not believing can end up with being unable to see. Years ago I learned this because a friend believed she had a parking angel who always helped her to find a space, even on the crowded streets of Washington, D.C. I…

Next … ? After Trump’s Election

By Celia Coates This week, half the country is cheering and the other half despairing. I’ve been saying for a long time that I was going to write something about one of my favorite ideas: “just the right wrong thing”. These words became a useful frame, a way for me to view and deal with…

Ordinary Superpowers

By Celia Coates Alvin Schwartz wrote the storylines and dialogue for the Superman strips that appeared in newspapers during the golden age of comic books. Between 1942 and 1958 Schwartz wrote for DC Comics – a company that was a merger of three companies, two of which he had worked for – and Superman became…

Research Into Healing

By Daniel Benor, M.D. I started out as a complete skeptic about healing. In medical school, I had learned of the vast natural curative capacities of the body, and of spontaneous waxings and wanings of diseases of the body which could account for many healings attributed to healers. In my undergraduate training in psychology and…

Not In Wikipedia

By Celia Coates WINN is interested in a wide range of phenomena that you may want to learn more about from other sources. Although ordinarily Wikipedia is an extraordinary source of information, you won’t find it a good source for anything that touches on psi, parapsychology, or subtle energies. Patricia Pearson says it well, “Don’t…

Fourth Grade Hero

By Richard Howland When Mrs. Parmelee sat up there behind that gigantic desk, tapping the point of her red pencil, and looking out over the tops of those gold-rimmed glasses like that, we knew somebody was going to die.   And the way Bobby Livingstone was staring down at his hands, lying there on top…