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Love or Fear – Your Choice

One cannot help but see the stark differences between our presidential candidates. Our current political arena is replete with opportunities for the American voter. The most glaring opportunity, as I see it, is the choice between love and fear.

The choice is quite simple, I do believe, if one applies a basic principle, the principle I have been applying quite effectively, I might add, over the last few decades.

I am of the belief all humans operate from a place of either love or fear. Love is easy to detect. We all know how a loving person feels, looks and acts. Fear, on the other hand, while simply the absence of love, can be challenging to detect. How does a fearful person feel, look, and act? Let’s take a look at that. Once you recognize the telltale signs, your life will take on new meaning. You will become an emotional environmentalist, saving energy every step of your way. Read More

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School is in Session

Yes, school is in session – will you teach as well as you learn?

As you return to school and step into the spirit of academia once again, I wonder if it ever crosses your mind as to whether you are teaching as well as you are learning? I’m referring, specifically, to schooling with spirit.

I love schooling with spirit and am pleased to report I learn something new from the spirit realm each and every day. For example, I have learned they communicate via the language of love. The world they left behind in the physical sense is very different from when they originally took up occupancy. They are no longer limited by physical barriers or time constraints.

When I counsel with the spirit realm I raise my energetic vibration and they lower theirs and we meet in the middle. I do not profess to know the exact details of how they make this happen, nor their landscape. I open my channels, so to speak, and tune in, which makes it easier for them to dial down, connect and deliver their intentions and messages by way of the language of love.

I have also learned, through trial and error, the effortlessness of stepping aside and allowing their voices of love to be expressed. As long as I remain unfiltered and open, our connection flows. They have taught me the value of being present and simply listening – how not to have great expectations of what I should feel like or what I think I will experience. In other words, I have been schooled to let go of preconceived notions and release all possible skepticism. Read More

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My Own Worst Enemy

There are songs written and movies produced which revolve around us being our own worst enemy, but what does that mean, exactly?

What would cause that perception to be created or that point to be driven home?  What sets one up to be one’s own worst enemy? Just think about that phrase for a moment, “I am my own worst enemy.”

Is being your own worst enemy a problem, or an opportunity?  What would you do if you knew there was a way for you to be your own best friend instead? Read More

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Love Lives On

Three little sisters appeared upon our front porch 17 years ago. Their momma, Yin, was attentive, loving and managed to keep them together and safe. Their papa, Scruffy, was a “cat-about-the- hood” yet stayed close by his family and was extremely protective.

Shortly after appearing in our lives their momma was struck and killed by a car at the end of our driveway. My own mother, Leah, also died by automobile. I had an immediate, visceral connection with these motherless kittens.

Since Scruffy was not the least bit interested in giving up his cat-abouting-the-hood-adventures and becoming an indoor cat, he granted us permission to take in his children to care for them. And care for them we did.

The three sisters, Izzie, Maisie and Tigger lived well-loved, peaceful, safe lives along with several other formerly feral cats we brought off the streets and into our home. Shadow, being one of them, our “rough necking, rumble with our dogs” cat. Shadow was challenged by health issues later in his life. Maisie, one of the sisters, stuck by his side. She was with him day and night throughout his treatments making sure he knew he was loved and in good company. Read More

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It’s Never Too Late…

You awaken one morning filled with an overpowering; undeniable urge to gain clarity around a situation that only one person in your life can shed light upon. If only you were able to have that one question answered, the pieces would fit together.

But before your feet land on the carpet, you pause as you remember that one person is no longer accessible. He or she transitioned into spirit. Their advice, possible solution, wisdom, call it what you will, would be invaluable and precisely what you would need to complete your puzzle and hopefully move on.

Or… will you be stuck in limbo without an answer with an incomplete puzzle forever and will you be destined to repeat the same behavior ad nauseam, spinning your wheels and getting nowhere, or will you seek an alternative, take an outside-the-box approach, or perhaps, go directly to the source? Read More

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Plant A Garden

More and more women are reaching out feeling the need to connect with their deceased mothers as more and more spirits of mothers are reaching out to connect with their daughters. Is it due to the chord being struck during the month of May? I wonder?

I am familiar with all different types of love…love of and from brothers, sisters, friends, partners, animal companions, nature, good food, you name it, I could go on and on. However, after the (sudden) death of my mother I experienced the stark realization that no one and I mean no one, loves you like your mother! Her physical absence from my life left a huge, gaping hole and a dread of never experiencing the feeling of being loved by anyone like that again. Read More

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All Good Dogs…

Have you noticed lately, more and more of our animal companions are being called back home, leaving this earth plane and crossing over the rainbow bridge?

While it is comforting to know our loved ones, who are restored to perfect health, will be waiting for us on the grassy meadow, it can be heartbreaking and grief inducing, for those of us who are left behind.

I have found it comforting to take time to reflect on a life well lived, a friendship, nay, a love, which has been cultivated and cherished. It does both souls good to remember your loved one(s) in a written eulogy. This cathartic act of expression helps to ground me as I slog through my period of grief. Read More

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Forgive and Forget

Grudges do not feed a soul nor do they make a soul successful – do not take grudges to the grave.

We are sometimes fueled by a good grudge. The anger keeps us going. The longer we’re angry, the more fuel we have to burn, the larger the flame. The more power we give to the grudge – or holding the grudge – and before we know it, the grudge has completely consumed us and there’s no going back – no putting out the fire.

So my suggestions for a happy, productive life is do not take grudges to the grave.

Forgive, forget and enjoy life.

Simply signed ‘Edna’.

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Wave of Awakenings

Now is the time for all good women to step up, step forward, carry the lanterns of light and initiate change.

We are a collective of women from past generations who have bound together to bring forth the light.

We are gathering en masse to assist through this dark period.

It is NOT as dark as the darkness of past – and it holds great possibility and hope but we must march – we are marching and we know we will make a difference –

The question is – will you? Read More

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