When I was a kid, we raised rabbits, a few of which were pets, as well as a dog and a few cats through the years.  I don’t recall the first pet to die and be buried on the west side of the yard, but I recall we did a little ceremony of wrapping it up in a shoe box and burying it and putting a stick up with its name, saying prayers and throwing flowers over it.  My dad would say, “Animals are born and animals die.”  When we happened upon a deceased bird or frog, they’d get a ceremony too.  “Frogs are born and frogs die,” my brother would say, “Birds live and birds die.”    Then one day Ricky DeFeo’s dad across the street died, and when my dad heard, he looked sad and said, “People are born and people die.  When you die, you get to have anything you want.”  That was my first personal people death. Continue reading →

This is a poem my mom faxed me a few weeks before she passed, Author Unknown

If you could see where I have gone, the beauty of this place,
and how it feels to know you’re home, to see the Savior’s face.

To wake in peace and know no fear, just joy beyond compare,
while still on Earth you miss me yet, you wouldn’t want me there,
if you could see where I have gone.

If you could see where I have gone, had made the trip with me,
you’d know I didn’t go alone, the Savior came with me.

When I awoke, He was by my side and reached down His hand
He said “Hurry now, you’re going Home, to a grand and glorious land,
don’t worry over those you love, for I’m not just with you,
and don’t you know with you at Home, they’ll long to be here, too?”

If you could see where I have gone and see what I’ve been shown.
You’d never know another fear or ever feel alone.
You’d marvel at the care of God, His hand on every life.
And realize that He really cares and bears with us each strife,
and that He weeps when one is lost, His heart is filled with pain;
but oh, the joy when one comes Home; a child is Home again.

If you could see where I have gone, could stay awhile with me;
could share the things that God has made to grace eternity.

But no, you couldn’t ever leave, once Heaven’s joy you’ve known,
you couldn’t bear to walk Earth’s paths, once Heaven was your Home.

If you could see where I have gone, you’d know we’ll meet someday
And though I’m parted from you now, that I am just away.

And now that I’m Home with Him, secure in every way,
I’m waiting here at Heaven’s door to greet you some sweet day.

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I  had an all night dream Sunday night about Dennis Rodman.  Each time I woke up and went back to sleep, I went back into the dream. I joked on Facebook, “Now it will take me all day to shake that off, brrrrr…”  I like Facebook because it’s like walking into a cafe 24/7 and chatting with whatever friends are there taking a break with me.  Instant feedback and discussion whenever I feel like it – neat.  Friends asked about tattooes and shaved heads and what he was wearing and if it was a sex dream. It wasn’t a sex dream, I dunno where it came from, although I did watch Celebrity Rehab and on it thought he acted like a complete ass.  A friend commented “I just read that he was drinking again in South Beach. I hope that he can overcome his inner demons. Sad he thinks he must act the way he does for attention or whatever… it is not his authentic self, that’s for sure… probably doesn’t even know what that is.”    Continue reading →

I’m usually in a smiling, happy go lucky frame of mind 96% of the time. I’m happy with my life and seldom worry or have conflict.  I get over stuff quickly.  I roll with the punches.  I don’t let other people’s words or behavior concern me.  I’m my own boss.  What’s not to like?  But I have my unconscious days also, days that I forget who I really am and let things get to me.  Last week was one of those days.  It gave me a chance to really show what I know when it comes to recognizing when I’ve gotten myself stuck in the muck, then using my will to focus my attention to pivot my thoughts to get out of there.  Abraham-Hicks defines pivoting as to consciously change the direction of your thought. To deliberately choose a thought that feels better, about a topic you enjoy.  It’s the secret for getting through today’s world, having the best possible time while you’re here. Continue reading →

When doing mediumship work, I find “time” is of the essence.  Anything to do with linear time I have to lose before I can get in that place where I have access to info.  When I came across the below article, it helped me understand why.

Look past the details of a wonky discovery by a group of California scientists — that a quantum state is now observable with the human eye — and consider its implications: Time travel may be feasible.  In the movie “Back to the Future,” Doc Brown builds a time machine into a Delorean. New research brings that vehicle one step closer to reality.  The strange discovery by quantum physicists at the University of California Santa Barbara means that an object you can see in front of you may exist simultaneously in a parallel universe — a multi-state condition that has scientists theorizing that traveling through time may be much more than just the plaything of science fiction writers.  And it’s all because of a tiny bit of metal — a “paddle” about the width of a human hair, an item that is incredibly small but still something you can see with the naked eye. Continue reading →

I wrote in detail about my mom last year at I remember Momma; If you could see where I have gone.  We had a great relationship growing up, and I don’t feel anything was left unsaid between us when she died on April 8, 1996 of her first heart attack.  It was two days before my birthday, two days before I was scheduled to leave for California, and it was unexpected, so there was very little stress about it.  I was told she was fine, but to drive to Tampa to see her.  When I arrived, she was asleep, her husband and his family said all was well, so I left that night to come back the next day.  The next morning when I arrived, some of the family seemed ticked at me and hours later I am told that my mother’s condition was actually quite serious but that her husband and her sister did not want to upset me by telling me so.  So the others were surprised that I left the first night.  They didn’t know that I didn’t know her condition, I hadn’t spoken to the doctor, since her husband and my aunt assured me she was fine, and just resting.   That was their way, to just pretend something isn’t happening (bless their hearts). Continue reading →

I have a client named Shakti, who is also a Facebook friend. She often writes bold comments on my posts, but that’s mostly because English is her second language and it’s hard being subtle in English.  Think of Margaret Cho‘s impression of her mother, speaking choppy with an Asian accent, she says.  But her bluntness is good as it jars us into the Moment.  Earlier this week, she sent me a few links to websites of people who were channelling this spirit guide or yet another archangel Michael.  She asked me to respond to what each channelling said  – which I did not do – but she also asked me: “How can there be so many people saying they channel the archangels? The messages are all not all the same. Sometimes Archangel Michael sounds like he’s from Jersey. Don’t they know how crazy they sound in their ads? Shouldn’t the angels tell them to not sound crazy?” Continue reading →

Last night my friend Domino came by to talk about upcoming projects, and we pulled out the tarot cards to get some insight.  I used to use the tarot a lot more than I do now. Ninety percent of my reading work is by phone the last few years, so it had been more than a year since I’d gotten out the cards.  I like using them when someone is face to face with me. Tarot cards give them a focus, I like the symbolism, and it gives me tips and reminders, like sticky notes. I’d given Domino readings in the past, so I got quickly in the vibe. Continue reading →

I listened to the monthly Abraham-Hicks cd in the car Monday (San Rafael 8-1-09 workshop) – it’s such good stuff.  I’ve gotten their cd of the month for as long as they’ve offered it, and it was audiotapes before then.  I usually listen on my long drives up and down I-95,so I am not distracted by turns and stop signs and traffic.  I can just drive and listen, so it’s like being in a 90 minute workshop of theirs each month.  As I drive, I always have a writing station set up so I can quickly take notes. I’ll share highlights from the recent San Rafael workshop here: Continue reading →