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A Fragrance of Love
This past Sunday morning, I was thinking about Father’s Day and telling my late husband how much I loved him and missed him. I was feeling very weepy, but reminded myself that his energy, spirit, or consciousness was around me and knew how I felt from the other side. I do feel like Miss Greedy…
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Joyful Reminders
I make the effort to swim everyday, or almost everyday when the weather allows. Yesterday, I noticed a little lizard on top of my small statue of Buddha about a yard from the edge of the pool. As I swam towards it, it faced me and didn’t scurry away. It gave me a giggle at…
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Monkey Mind
The mind is a truly amazing miracle, isn’t it? And our minds can’t even wholly wrap around the miracle that it is! Thoughts are generated with or without our permission, and on a constant basis. Intangible, creative, often fear-based for survival, our thoughts race and relax, sometimes as a result of high brain survival activity.…
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When You Know It’s Right
You know how there are times you really work at something, like coming up with the right gift for a friend, shopping for the right outfit for a wedding, or even dating until you meet Mr./Mrs. Right… and nothing is your perfect fit? And so you keep at it, and at it, until you finally…
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A Year and a Half Today
I hope someday I won’t still be tallying time…time he’s been gone and how long since we… (fill in the blank.) I know the grief from losing my “54-year person” has had some lessening recently, but the pity parties still happen…just less intense, for shorter periods of time, and less often…thank goodness. Yes, I’ll always…
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Chance and Readiness
Louis Pasteur once said, “Chance favors the prepared mind.” My late husband used to repeat that quote to all of his students to encourage them to educate themselves so that they’d be ready if lucky opportunities arrived. I have also embraced that thought completely, and I have included it in my book about him and…
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Finding Peace in Nature
After my husband passed, I needed to keep busy to avoid the overwhelming sadness. After about a year, when most of the required business processing was about over, I began to come up with projects to keep my mind busy. But now, a year and a half later, I am getting used to the new…
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My Late Husband Delivered
For the last few months, I’ve been writing a book about receiving signs from my late husband, and all about the synchronicities that validate them. I was also taking a writing course which left me very overwhelmed by the process of getting published. The thought of having to get an agent, write a forty-page proposal…
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Still My Protector
One time, during a reading with a medium, she told me that my late husband came through and wanted me to look for hawks. He wanted me to know they were a symbol of him looking out for me and protecting me. I found that fascinating and later googled hawk symbolism. It said, “Hawks represent…
