For so many of us lately, myself included, it feels as if old emotional wounds are being ripped opened and re-exposed. These are wounds we thought we had dealt with and healed. We are, quite frankly, pissed off as all hell about this. I recently intuited some information about a client’s long dead father andContinue reading “Wounds”
Category Archives: Spiritual
Liminal
The tears started almost as soon as I turned my head away from her. She was a West Fargo bus driver that was going above and beyond. She had stopped her bus in the middle of an unplowed street. I thought this was odd, but given the recent snow and slick roads, I thought sheContinue reading “Liminal”
Angel
I was making our bed this morning when I glanced up and saw the most beautiful angel standing in the corner of our bedroom. He was very tall (7 or 8 feet), very handsome (understatement) and dressed in all black. He had dark, shoulder-length wavy hair and mesmerizing sapphire blue eyes. While I’m not in theContinue reading “Angel”
Misty
She was the first person I saw as I rushed through my office building doors. She captivated my attention instantly. My first thought of her was, “gypsy” and I heard, “whimsical.” My second thought was that she was incredibly vulnerable. I wanted to go to her instantly and hug her but instead I stayed connectedContinue reading “Misty”
Protector
I recently had the privilege of meeting a young lady whose sole/soul purpose is to protect. To be clear, she is a Protector. I capitalize that word as that is her title; it is who she is and what she does. She doesn’t come from Earth. Outwardly, she looks and acts like a normal human.Continue reading “Protector”
Slow
My starter husband and I, we took it slow. In fact, I didn’t like him when we first met. The truth be told, I didn’t like ANY of the men I fell in love with. Yes, really. My starter husband and I met at work and I was very, um, territorial. He was the goldenContinue reading “Slow”
Tolerance
My jaw dropped this morning when the media released the story about how brutally and inhumanely a journalist’s life was ended. My first thought went to his parents; those people nursed him and fed him and tucked him in at night and read him stories and taught him how to sing “Itsy Bitsy Spider” andContinue reading “Tolerance”
Dick
I have a client whose deceased husband has been coming to her sessions, almost without fail, for about two years. Their love for each other has clearly transcended boundaries and it continues even while one of them is no longer in human form. Dick is a joy to communicate with. Sometimes he is quiet andContinue reading “Dick”
Eyes
A new acquaintance recently asked me, “What personal quality of yours do you hope your child will adopt?” Surprisingly, with all the great qualities I possess (cough), it didn’t take long to come up with the (as in the royal “the”, not the American “the”) answer. As a side note, what was surprising was beingContinue reading “Eyes”