Exposed

Exposed

I often meditate on dying… really dying. That moment when I realize that this really is it, that there is no stopping the process and I begin to even feel my mortal body slipping from me. That mental place of accepting the circumstance and the ultimate accountability...

And the sun shone

The company of friends, sunshine, toes and spirits in the warm grass. I lazily stretch and am lured again from my shell by the sound of soft voices. Ice cream and laughter in the evening, I am grateful.

The Divinity Within

I was talking with one of my mentors today and she mentioned something that caught me by surprise and sparked a fairly lengthy conversation between us… She said that lately, she has been pretending that there is an Angel hiding amongst the people she interacts...

Beautiful Things

More shifting perceptions and new awareness… My whole life I have had what appeared to be an extra level of perception, the ESP factor. It runs heavily in the women from my mother’s side. Through a series of events recently, I was given a singing bowl....