I once had a dear friend who died many years ago. Her family lavished flowers everywhere you looked. Her husband went into debt for her cof...

This gentle tune is called Lover's Dream. It was written and recorded by Mark Salona. Copyright 2008. I hope you enjoy the music!! ...

If we are traditional, there are fixed ideas we have about death where I live, except perhaps with cremation. We have the body made up so th...

In that moment of disconnecting from the body, the clarity returned. We could be with each other, equally sharing the Knowing. Memorizing it...

I wish I could have told you certain things. Too many factors blocked our connection. There are no regrets. Simply... it is how i...

Voice poetry, I call it. Only better. Amy's got a new video out. I'm enjoying the nuances.

"Just When the caterpillar thought her world had ended she turned into a butterfly." ~ Proverb

It was like having a well-trained dog whining at the door with a leash in his mouth insisting you take him out for relief. I felt so unsett...

The only difference between the saint and the sinner is that every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future -- Oscar Wilde, ...

Oh, how I wish I could attend this event. Geneen Roth is going to be in Watsonville soon. I have a previous engagement from which I cannot e...

Geek Granny sits in bed with two laptops installing anti-virus and updating 30 files from Windows It's like staying up all nigh...

Definition of Disposophobia: " Compulsive hoarding (or pathological hoarding or disposophobia) is the excessive acquisition of posse...

I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my life t...

I was surprised to find part of my manuscript on the doorstep today. I had asked a friend for a read and critique. I'm so encouraged to ...

Spinning carousel returns the same old horse again Ramble on and on, the thoughts that fill my head Sometimes I wake up there's noth...