LOVE is the energy we swim in, the fabric of our divine universe, and the essence of our DNA. Yet today you may find yourself feeling alone, unloved, or afraid–lost in the struggle of your life.
How did this happen to you? When did you lose your connection to love and grace? Why are you alone when you came here to share your life with a soul mate?
Perhaps you’ve forgotten how this all began–that you came here on purpose to play in liquid love, bathe in the soup of divine energy, and manifest your sacred work. You knew the moment you were Read more
The veil between the realms is thinner than you think – thin and transparent. Close your eyes and feel it…
There was never a time when spirits didn’t speak to me, walk across my bedroom at night, or whisper in my ear. They speak to you as well. You’re just better able to dismiss it, more logically rooted in this physical world than I am – even though I’ve tried hard to ground myself in logical left-brain thinking.
Somewhere in my 1951 birthing there was probably a vast undiscovered damage to my perfect brain – so big and precise it nearly Read more
Have you had to deal with grief? Have you ever wanted to know how to help others deal with grief?
Grief is the greatest pain here on earth. In this interview I talk with January about how to deal with greif. Tune in now, click play below to start the audio.
The voices of my departed are an endless song in my head. They move my hands across the keyboard and fill my nights with dreams. I’m their child left behind whom they watch with great concern and extraordinary love – holding back when they long to help, staying quiet when I take a wrong turn, letting me learn my lessons like a child learns to walk by falling down and getting back up again.
From the moment I met Paul under the white-hot streetlight, silver halo wrapped around his head, eyes ripped from a vivid ocean blue sky – I knew I belonged with him. How gracefully he saw me, stroking my hair to find perfection in every flaw, seeing beauty in every crease. He laid his hands upon my soul and loved me.
We shared such joy in our escapades; the long hikes to climb ridiculous peaks, the God talks, the movies that made us laugh and cry. With his dreams wrapped inside my heart I saw our future unfold. This love would be a Read more
A woman looking very tired approaches me in the long line to get her book signed. Her girlfriend is at her side—with her arm wrapped tightly around the exhausted woman’s waist. The girlfriend tells me that this woman just lost her young son to cancer.
She’s not doing well, says the friend. “Can you see her child’s spirit?” she asks.
Yes, I sense him. He’s a bright, dancing sprite beside her, silly and giggling— pulling on her arm. But she’s defeated and heavy of heart and can’t feel it. I sense she may have a drug numbing her, a drug given by a kind doctor meaning to help. But the drug (probably prescribed for depression) prevents her from feeling her beautiful boy dancing beside her; instead, she only feels a light breeze against her skin and dismisses it.
How can I help her see him? I tell her that he’s fine and happy Read more
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LOVE is the energy we swim in, the fabric of our divine universe, and the essence of our DNA. Yet today you may find yourself feeling alone, unloved, or afraid–lost in the struggle of your life.
There was never a time when spirits didn’t speak to me, walk across my bedroom at night, or whisper in my ear. They speak to you as well. You’re just better able to dismiss it, more logically rooted in this physical world than I am – even though I’ve tried hard to ground myself in logical left-brain thinking.
Have you had to deal with grief? Have you ever wanted to know how to help others deal with grief?
The voices of my departed are an endless song in my head. They move my hands across the keyboard and fill my nights with dreams. I’m their child left behind whom they watch with great concern and extraordinary love – holding back when they long to help, staying quiet when I take a wrong turn, letting me learn my lessons like a child learns to walk by falling down and getting back up again.
A woman looking very tired approaches me in the long line to get her book signed. Her girlfriend is at her side—with her arm wrapped tightly around the exhausted woman’s waist. The girlfriend tells me that this woman just lost her young son to cancer.
