The Explorer Poet Podcast episode #37 “Bud has written dozens of books, including Sacred Selfishness, Into the Heart of the Feminine, and Becoming a Love Warrior. Through his writing, Bud shares what he’s learned about living a life of …
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The quest of a love warrior is to never settle for an interior wasteland caused by a discouraged or barren heart. We must be seeking the Grail in the forests of our interior lives.
The white, educated, middle and upper-middle class now seems to have lost its spiritual ground of caring about the welfare of others. Pursuing the idols of achievement, materialism, money, and security seem to be its new religion.
Love does heal and it must begin within ourselves. We must become wounded healers with the knowledge of what has caused our wounds and how to heal them.
A Jungian perspective on the meaning of love in these challenging times. The potential to become love warriors is possible for all of us. It lies deep in our hearts waiting for us to have the courage to find it.
A hero of mine passed away early last November. He was the former Democratic senator from Georgia, Max Cleland. I want to share some poignant and meaningful memories with you along with the reflections that followed them. I met …
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Facing the Apocalypse: A Call for Outrageous Courage, Love, and Compassion From the Foreword of Facing the Apocalypse: Over a decade ago I opened a lecture I was giving by recounting a dream I had during a crisis period in …
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One of our greatest longings is to have our own voice, one that speaks of our greatest values with strength, clarity, compassion, and understanding. I want a voice like that and more.
Part of our devaluation of the feminine results from our loss of the art of thinking symbolically. To lose this art is to lose the kind of grounding that enables us to experience the beautiful depths of love and the Divine presence that is potentially within our capacities.
When I was a child my mother began a slow journey with cancer. Her journey ended when I was fourteen years old. That was when I learned that the price of love was grief. It was love’s absence that finally …
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