I’ve walked through many doors in this lifetime. Big doors, small doors, beautiful, architecturally built, doors . . . some have led to great experiences, some not so great. However, each “door” experience offered a lesson along the way. Tonight,…
There Must be Beach Glass
The salty wind whipped through my hair and the rhythmic crash of waves against the shore were the lullabies of my childhood.
Piece by piece – When the Picture Emerges
Looking back at my life this time, I realized that my dream had come true. I was working with Native American children and sharing my passion and skills with them. I was making a difference in their lives, and they…
One More Trip Around the Sun
How did you spend the last year preparing for this year’s birthday? Same old, same old? Just getting by? At some point, it will catch up with you, and you will have to open the wounds, reframe the stories, and…
MESSAGE FROM THE MOTHER EARTH
I pulled the Gaia Gateway Activation card – Learning Experiences. Wisdom transmission. Earth Intelligence (Gateway of Light Activation Oracle deck, Kyle Gray). Thus began a conversation with Mother Earth this morning. Did you know that our earth is a highly…
It’s Okay Now to Remember Our Stories
I learned today to look backward with my eyes and see what was behind me. (No turning your eyes – just look from within). It’s okay to remember what those shattered pieces of our stories are. Hold them close to…
Learning to Fly
It wasn't a decision she took lightly, but one she felt she had to make for herself. Her Guardian Angel was with her as she stood before me. I hugged her, knowing she had made the most grown-up adult decision…
LAST LETTER HOME
In my new book, When Spirits Speak: A Gathering of Heroes – Stories of U.S. Soldiers – The Cost of Freedom (2nd Edition – 10th Anniversary) several of the soldiers spoke about writing their last letter home.
“THAT DAY …”
We have all done it, right? Saved some memory, a piece of clothing, a picture, some dish(es) that caught our eyes at the store last week for “that day.” That day, we visualize in the future with perhaps only ourselves…
