Douglas Lately I have been noticing a change in the ways in which I can sense and feel my son. At first I felt a bit saddened and frightened that he had gone on without me or even reincarnated as I have no idea how all of this works and can only imagine. I brought this to my mentor and Douglas was waiting as if he knew he needed to clarify for me what was happening for him. He described his evolving in the spirit world as kind of a high rise apartment complex with different f

Precious child asked Grandmother, “ What does it mean to reweave your life?” Grandmother answered, “Unlearn your old harmful ways. Garden the stories you tell yourself. Allow beauty to run like a river through your soul again. Permit peace to graze your heart. Drink the rain. Savor the sun. Love like Love loves.” Jaiya John~ Fragrance After Rain My initial grief container needed to be small as anything too expansive I would have felt the need to fill every crevice. With what

I believe you. How does your body feel when you read those three words? For me, I sense an ease, a relaxing into, an invitation that I can say whatever I need to and that it doesn’t require any backing up of facts. Whatever is being spoken is my truth and the receiver simply is being asked to bear witness so that I can feel believed, respected and heard. Sometimes as one bearing witness we are being called to believe in someone or something first even before the speaker of

Painting by Sarah Madsen I am finding myself living into this season of a welcoming home. This is wiggling its way into my being in the smallest and the most profound of ways. Home might be a place, like my red rock desert, the cobblestones felt beneath my feet in Italy, the ocean tossing and turning me around in my island home. They might also be parts of myself that I have stowed away because they caused discomfort and a homecoming was not part of my plan yet. There are asp

“It’s not your fault.” These four words were uttered to me in my most recent session with my mentor. My mind knows this, yet a full embodiment of this has not been mine. It resembled a powerful tornado dropping in and sweeping my house of all of the debris and dead wood that I tend to believe is mine and often cling to. No doubt in my life there are many things that I have needed to be accountable for. Making my amends, realizing the impact that I have on others and trying

Douglas' school picture in the ninth grade A Back To School Night memory that has remained with me for decades was shared from one of Douglas’ teachers. How I wish I could remember her name, yet what she said made its way into my pocket where it has remained for decades. This immensely wise woman said, “My goal is to please most of you most of the time as I will never be able to please all of you all of the time.” Do you feel an exhale within your body and your shoulders and