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Dad’s Grounding

For thousands of years, eclipses have been harbingers of chaos. Today, on the morning of the full moon, the lunar eclipse, and the American midterm election, I woke with a flash of dream: A card, white background, with enough of a green pattern that I thought of an Irish knot, and the words, in gold,Continue reading “Dad’s Grounding”

Repurposing

There are many things I should be doing, or could be doing, today – many items on my TO DO list. And yet I am drawn to things that need repaired, or fixed, or tidied. I wondered aloud if I am distracted by these things to avoid my lists, or if something about these distractionsContinue reading “Repurposing”

The Bible, the Bee, and the Spider

I have been dreaming, after a long dream drought. I reopened the faucet of dreaming first by participating in an online dream workshop series with Robert Moss, and later with a new teacher, Ariella Daly. I’d worked with Robert many times, and am grateful for his new online offerings. In one of our guided dreamingContinue reading “The Bible, the Bee, and the Spider”

When I am 64…

It is MY birthday and I am 64. I take after Daddy, so I am not yet grey. I walked almost 8 km yesterday. (We are celebrating in Alma and Fundy National Park.) I climbed back up the Laverty Falls trail without getting out of breath, while my hubby at 53 had to keep stoppingContinue reading “When I am 64…”

Hidden Things

Easter Sunday when I was eight years old, must have been cold and snowy, because I remember I had to wear my boots to church. I remember that very clearly, as well as the mess of feelings Little Me was having that morning. I am the oldest of six, but that Easter we were onlyContinue reading “Hidden Things”