“A Moment in Time,” is an Excerpt from Being Here…Too, Short Stories of Modern Day Enlightenment, Ariel and Shya Kane Get your copy of Being Here…Too. My brother Brian was born a year and a half after I was. My mom told me that when she brought...
Sometimes I feel silly for how moved I am by ordinary things – but mostly I am profoundly grateful. I wonder from time-to-time if everyone gets drawn to things in their environment – things that are spectacular even if they are apparently everyday events or...
People were surprised when Kat stood up at one of our seminars and without preamble, enthusiastically announced, “I love airports!” It was a Monday evening in early spring and we had encouraged people to come up to the front of the room and talk...
Have you ever thought about the impact that a simple act of kindness can make, how being generous can ripple out in time and alter a person’s life forever? A young man and his buddy were incredibly kind to my wife Ariel and I and...
I like birds and I really like taking pictures of them. I must admit that I am partial to colorful birds – except not always. The frothy white feathers on a great white egret have been known to catch my imagination and the silhouette of...
In the summer of 2013, we were in Cambridge, England, leading a series of seminars when Shya unexpectedly had a dramatic episode that we later discovered was an extremely rare condition. Other people who went through this type of episode have generally viewed it as...
People often erroneously think that once they wakeup, transform, have an enlightening event or series of events that they will never get upset again. There is also a misconception that years of looking at your life buys you something and that you should have permanent...
People who are desirous of being an "artist" often get confused and think that art should be an expression of their quixotic, capricious nature. Their "work" is something that is shouting, "Look at me! Look at me! Aren't I creative?!" They are so worried about...
Grandma's Pocketbook by Ariel Kane I grew up in Gresham, Oregon, which at the time was a rather sleepy farming community where the children picked berries as a summer job and went to Rexall Drug store for ice cream floats with the money they earned. Our house...
Click here for more information or to purchase this book It was a cold sunny day in New Jersey and the first thin layers of ice were forming on our pond. We were scheduled to go to Pilates that day, our private exercise class with a...