This is Home

This is Home

Just today I said to him: “You are blessed to be right up against your pain so you can say to Spirit: ‘This is what is happening and it feels SO awful! Take this from me and look at it for me. I want to see what You see. I want a better way.’ And the...
The Light Has Come

The Light Has Come

Thank you to Corinne and Gabby for inspiring me to write this when I considered silence instead. Sometimes silence is helpful and others it’s simply a way to withhold love. Withholding love leads to suffering. I don’t want to suffer anymore <3 There is...
Love is Enough

Love is Enough

  I have been informed that I ‘preach’ about blended families. That’s how someone feels. OK.   Truly, I don’t know how many times I have to say on here that I have no idea what I’m doing! 🙂   I use writing as a tool to work out my feelings about many topics....
A Period of Sorting Out

A Period of Sorting Out

I’m ready for this freight train of shit to slow the hell down. One thing after the other. I miss the days when all I had to worry about was a failing marriage and an eating disorder! OK, that’s not true. But I swear to God, the stuff that is coming up for...
All That’s Left Unfelt

All That’s Left Unfelt

I wasn’t even sure how to start this post because it seems to me that I write about the same things over and over. And then it seems that I confuse my writing with my thoughts because, for me, they are so closely linked. What has been smack-dab in front of my...
Honouring Pain

Honouring Pain

When I first started giving psychic readings, many of my clients were Jewish women living in Long Island, NY. Some of my dearest friends in the world live there. The communities tend to be close-knit and incredibly supportive. At the time, many of these women wanted...
Soul Mate

Soul Mate

A friend once said to me “My soul mate is whomever is sitting in front of me.” Sounds like a tag line for polygamy…but of course, I know that’s not what he meant. He meant that the term isn’t a romantic one for him. Instead, it describes...
This is the Way Home

This is the Way Home

Oh, if only this journey was about beautiful words, quotes, meditations and prayers. If only it weren’t about the pain, frustration, resistance, the pull to blame, to withhold love when I believe I’ve been wronged… I walk hand in hand with my...
Resist or Release

Resist or Release

Without fail, I am helped. Every. Time. My life is not smooth. It does not flow with the ease of a mountain stream. And you want to know why? Because I resist it. I resist the calls for healing. I look at every conflict that comes up and I get scared. I think it must...
She’s Too Much

She’s Too Much

My mind is a shadow- half dark, half light- cast from a thought that never happened, never real. This is how I used to live: I would carry with me the weight of never being good enough- that I was always wrong somehow. I thought I was too much- too emotional, too...
Big Love

Big Love

My daughter wrapped herself in her furry brown blanket and plopped down beside me on the bed. She said, “I must be bad because I’m not like them. I hear words coming out of my mouth and I want to take them back right away, but I can’t. It’s...
The Heart’s Three Chambers

The Heart’s Three Chambers

She said, “My heart has three chambers: one for hurt, one for hope and the other for love.” Perched on the bamboo bar stool, Jen sat proud, yet fragile. It seemed to be me she felt doomed to be misunderstood. I had known her for years, but there was a part...