I’m going through a health phase right now. Since February of this year, my body is loud with its opinions. It’s been so dramatic that we’ve internally termed it my “toddler phase,” creating many family jokes from the outputs. Food is especially difficult. In addition to forced
In many traditions there is precedent for a serious injury, illness or other disability that waylays a seeker and in that time they are transformed. * Saint Teresa was paralyzed for three years and produced The Interior Castle. * Frida Kahlo suffered bed-bound misery after an accident as a teenager. She
I was 35 when I had my last child, “my fourth and final installment,” as I like to call him. I was physically active, fit and healthy right up to the end of pregnancy. I prided myself on my strength - at 40 weeks pregnant I could lift an 80# bale
I have visions and dreams fairly frequently. Some of them are more memorable, and the method by which they arrive can sometimes be meaningful. Here, I am describing the process and then a vision imprinted on Feb 20, 2026. Readers may be interested in noting the timing is the morning
December 2020. I woke sobbing and utterly bereft from a dream that still haunts me as I write this more than five years later. The dream was of a tallish man with long blond-brown hair, sitting at a pub style table on a barstool. The joy in his face
I am continuing the journey with you, the journey that began over a decade ago and appears to be moving in earnest now. Toward what, I still cannot say for sure but I have an idea and time is not abundant. This happened around 2018-2019. I have always felt
A brief but formative part of my life was spent with The Man in a small town in California, a town that’s been on my mind a lot lately as I worked through some healing and processed a past I thought long behind me. Lately, it came back around
I have frequent dreams, some about things to come, some integrating things that came before. I don't generally try to interpret them, trusting that the truth unfolds as it will. This one seems a bit different, as if it is a warning, and not just for me. As
During a period of almost exactly two years, I experienced twelve separate instances of a mysterious series of red grid marks on my back. As far as I know, no one has yet figured out what these are. In the groups that discuss this, users have had medical examinations and
I'll be honest - sitting still is not in my nature. Everything I've ever attained I gained through sheer force of will, which I have in spades. And right now, what's being asked of me is to do...nothing. I have about half a dozen
My body is hurting. Chronic health issues are no joke. I am working with all my might to heal right now. Napping like a damn toddler because of the intensity of the healing process. I'm also excavating some of the deepest emotional wounds of my life, processing this
But do you have joy? Do you stop to admire with delight the light on raindrops on a sunny day? I am a wave arching up to meet you, dripping hands caressing your cheeks to see how it is with you and I find: a life carefully made neutral. I