When an animal or a human with whom we have shared a vigorous love leaves this plane, where does the love go? All of that energy in life suddenly just isn’t there. Where is it? To say to myself that it melts into the diffuseness of the general cosmic love
… and flights of angels take thee to thy rest.
This being has offered his deep, dynamic and enthusiastic love to my life and that of my family for nearly 14 years. Today was his day to pass over, and I never really experienced the meaning of AWESOME until the Awe
“To every thing, turn, turn, turn, there is a season, turn, turn, turn. A time to be born, a time to die.” Pete Seeger wrote the song, Ecclesiastes gave him the lyrics.
Life is turning. My dog Coco will be transitioning tomorrow as I hold him. It is his season. A
Yesterday I wrote of experiencing the symptoms of a disease, today all day I have been experiencing the gift that I believe any disease has to offer, a heart more open to others in the world. In working with clients, in listening to the news, in receiving a phone call
PTSD is a very real thing, though most doctors of any brand that I have ever spoken to do not know how to help someone who suffers it. After a major shock in my life, which led to the disassembling of everything that I cherished in life, I unraveled at every
A wonderful friend from Asheville, Maureen McDonnell, has just started a new business doing that which she calls “fluffing.” She comes into a a home that invites her for the purpose of utilizing her gift of amazing vision and helps rearrange furniture and the stuff in the environment. She spent
Just sat for a little time at my 21-day special altar and felt a soft mountain breeze blow not on me but through me, as if blowing through a reed dusting out old thoughts and perceptions, clearing and emptying, making way for something new life, something different, something more, something
I had a wonderful conversation today with a dear friend who has just written a piece about recovering “Jesus” out of the debris of a lifetime of having related to him in various ways and forgotten or lost touch with him during disillusionments with religion. Reading his writing and hearing
It takes time, years, of paying attention to begin to open awareness about the function of certain symbols in our lives. I have had a thing with feathers for years, and only today did it start to congeal into a larger story that I can see – like the threads
It is the New Moon in Cancer today, the Apple Moon in the Celtic Calendar. I went to my apple tree to pick one, eat half and offer the other half to the goddess of love, Aphrodite, as it is one of her sacred symbols. Thus I begin a 21-day