Twenty nine years ago, the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, a young man I loved was found dead in a ditch in north Tulsa, shot three times in the back of the head.
Eight years ago I prayed to get out of this living hell so I could be with Mike again. Today, in the same Mike-free world, I'm prone to ending texts and emails with "I love this life!" We are here, our loved ones are Here, and it's all the same. There is nothing to fear. The heartbeat of Love is eternal.
Life’s kind of crazy right now in a lot of ways. This podcast with Kristi Peck and medium Sandy Soulsister is a joyous escape from the ordinary, a reminder that there really is magic afoot in this world and we are that.
I don’t often ask my guides or loved ones for signs these days. I don’t really ask them for much at all because I have such certainty they are with me. It would be like elbowing my sister as we’re driving across town. “Yo! Send me something, yeah? Toss me a penny, maybe float a … Continue reading lo nett: hello from a dead husband
“The process of muddling through this life, of awakening again, isn't finding some outside truth or healing experience, it is excavating the truth of who we are, of shedding the layers of untruths and stories and experiences misinterpreted.”