Inner Focus – Inner Focus Reiki

Go

For some repressed reason, I resist answering nature’s number two call in a public restroom. In fact, unless it is a dire emergency, I’ll gamble. This is one of those times. 𝟮𝟬 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝘂𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗿: Grocery shopping. 𝟭𝟱 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝘂𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗿: A warning shot across the bow. I pick up the pace but still feel I haveContinue reading “Go”

Prey

In the early stages of writing Hunter, a friend with two highly telepathic children, Q, age ten, and T, age three, reached out. “For the last week, I’ve been woken by a voice that says it’s coming for her {Q},” Brenda’s text read. “I wake up in full terror. I check all the doors, bothContinue reading “Prey”

Searchlight

“Tell me about the color red,” Laura, my holistic counselor, asked on behalf of my guardian angels. “What? Red? Man, I just don’t know,” I replied. “I know it’s the color of our root chakra and I know I don’t really like it all that much.” Pausing, I let my mind search, and then laughed,Continue reading “Searchlight”

Entity

We have our home professionally cleaned once a month and have been with the same company for almost a year. I’ve had the same team of two fantastic gals come each month, but for some reason, one of the gals was different this time. I didn’t think anything of it; after all, people do getContinue reading “Entity”

Sober

“Expectation is the root of all disappointment.” Uhhh, yes. Yes, it is. When I stumbled upon that timely sentence (thank you, Fargo Forum!), I realized I needed to stop all expectations regarding Trinity. If he said he’d be home for supper, I didn’t believe him. If he said he’d help me with a project, IContinue reading “Sober”

Alcoholism

After the debacle of my starter marriage, I made sure my eyes were open when I started dating my forever husband. He, like me, was a mild social drinker. He would have a glass of wine at night, maybe a beer, maybe two. We would have more on weekends or when we were out withContinue reading “Alcoholism”

Alcoholic

I remember a time when I was 14 or 15, a tough age for a girl. I would find full bottles of alcohol hidden in linen closets, under furniture, and in the basement. I remember being so disgusted with my mom that I would loathingly pour the alcohol down the bathroom sink drain and refillContinue reading “Alcoholic”

Priestess

I saw a petite, slender woman clad in a deep emerald green velvet cloak. The hood of her cloak was large and hid her face. Tied at her waist was a golden cord with golden tassels. She walked with confidence, grace and surety. Her pace was not too fast, not too slow. I heard sheContinue reading “Priestess”

Unloveable

As a child, this petite freckle-nosed boy with unevenly cut bangs cried at the supper table one night because he wanted to move back to his old house. He begged his mom, tears streaming down his face, to be able to do so. His mom, who had recently remarried, moved her children into a newContinue reading “Unloveable”

Healing

As I said in the first blog, months have passed since I began writing this series of blogs. When I first started, I couldn’t write the Betrayal blog. I sincerely tried, but it gave me a huge helping of PTSD. It actually set me back in my healing process. I’m also acutely aware that ourContinue reading “Healing”