Synchronicities V: Answers to Questions Large and Small

My spirit guide Holly and the Collective Wisdom played a significant role in today’s post. Here were their words leading me toward this post: We are aware that many people who read this post do not believe the stories you tell of your spiritual journey. But that is of no significance to us, nor shouldContinue reading “Synchronicities V: Answers to Questions Large and Small”

Lightworkers — Your Assistance is Needed!

May I breathe in Earth Energy and Universal Energy and breathe out Love and Compassion to this planet, near and far. (from my journal – August 4, 2019) Two years ago (August 3, 2019), 23 people were killed, and another 23 people were injured in a mass shooting in El Paso, Texas. That evening IContinue reading “Lightworkers — Your Assistance is Needed!”

Toss My Wishes in a Wishing Well

I can’t breathe, I’m waiting for the exhaleToss my pain with my wishes in a wishing well (lyrics from song WISHING WELL by Juice WRLD) Today would have been my brother’s 73rd birthday. He was one of the most important people in my early life, and there is no doubt in my mind that weContinue reading “Toss My Wishes in a Wishing Well”

Synchronicity II: What’s in a Name?

“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet.” (Romeo & Juliet, Act II, Scene II) This may have been true for Juliet, but for me, there are two names that have carried a heavy weight for me. One is my own name, and the otherContinue reading “Synchronicity II: What’s in a Name?”

Synchronicities I: Soulful Love Does Not Die

“Synchronicity is the coming together of inner and outer events in a way that cannot be explained by cause and effect and that is meaningful to the observer.”― Carl Jung I knew, the first time I met Sara, that she and I were part of a soul family. (Soulmates will be the topic of myContinue reading “Synchronicities I: Soulful Love Does Not Die”

They Come as Birds

My brother was the first member of my immediate family to die, and the birds showed up the following weekend at the footbridge near Valley River in Eugene. My husband, daughter, and I went to the bridge to toss his favorite flowers, roses, into the Willamette River. As we were dropping the flowers, three honkingContinue reading “They Come as Birds”

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