Gloria Karpinski's Center Circle

Gloria Karpinski's Center Circle

Once awake and committed, we become caretakers of the new vision for our Earth. In order to stay poised in the chaos, we need to be both still and skilled. That vision asks us to become practical mystics whose inspirations are from the heavens and whose feet are on the ground. All of the classes, workshops and intensives are designed to support that balance.
— Gloria


Years ago, I took my granddaughter, then 18 months old, into my meditation garden. I turned around to see her sitting in front of an angel statue, answering the angel’s kiss with one of her own. Fortunately, I had my cell phone in hand and caught the moment.

May you have a peaceful, blessed holiday season ~~

With love,


Please note: 

Gloria is taking an open-ended sabbatical in order to focus on writing her third book. If you’d like to be placed on Gloria’s wait list, please let us know. Gloria will also be offering occasional ONE-DAY CLASSES at her classroom in Winston-Salem, NC – please be sure to check back here on her website regularly for class updates.


Our 2019 Classes & Workshops will be posted here before January 2019. Please keep checking this site for updates!


In order to provide the highest quality service and communications to our friends and clients, we are in process of updating our contact list. If your contact information has changed since we last heard from you, please contact us with your most recent email address and phone number: (336) 724-2027 or

If you know of anybody who would like to be on our email list, please have them contact us directly.

Thank you!

Gloria Karpinski, 2018.

Gloria Karpinski, 2018.



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Messages from the Garden are weekly inspiration and guidance from Spirit. Please enjoy this gift....
From my heart to yours,


Peace Warriors

The Aquarian seal is broken.
Now comes forth renewing water from a Hidden Font.
Dissolving pearls slip into the common sea.
Again the Message telegraphs itself into the one mind.

It whispers as it rolls through our dusty despair.
Can you hear? Can you hear?
Its tortured cries rise from the blood-soaked
land long after the silence.
It screams from the throats of our longing children.
Who can hear? Who will hear?

I am your Life. There is no other.
Who will know this Truth? Who will be this Truth?

In every space, black, white, red, yellow
hearts quiver, quicken, ignite.
Remembered now the Sacred Covenant;
Accepted now the flaming Sword of Light.
As sunbeams carry the signature of the Sun
so do the Warriors of Truth bear witness of the One Life.
The hear. They see.
Again they cry: Prepare the way.

What rare nativity birthed such Souls?
Surely they shine from some distant star unmarred by pain.
Not so.
No superrace carries the Aquarian trust.
It is we who hear and see.
We of the Divine Hybrid-human-god, god-human,
Tried, fired and tempered in the human evolution,
Burned out on desire and separation,
Weary from millennia of dancing the frenzied tunes of Maya.
It is we who now become the Warriors of Peace.
We are here and we are ready.

~ by Gloria Karpinski