Are you among the hundreds and thousands of women and men who feel a deep sadness and experience an indescribable emptiness concerning the ‘loss’ of your mother, during the month of May?

You cannot help but be reminded of her absence when you are bombarded with an overabundance of flower vendors set up on street corners, jewelry ads running around the clock on the television, and colorful greeting cards adorned with flowers and words celebrating mothers.

Now don’t get me wrong – I love celebrating mothers, and Lord knows they deserve to be acknowledged and celebrated. I remember the first Mother’s Day after my mother, Leah’s, passing – I bought cards for every mother I knew. It was my way of expressing my love and gratitude for my mother.

When the month of May rolls in, there can be a twinge, a bit of a challenge to get through ‘the day’, if your mother is no longer in the physical form. That ‘loss’ pulls at your heart strings and turns an otherwise celebratory day, into a day of sadness and sometimes regret. Read More

Every eve is All Hallows Eve as far as we are concerned. Yes, we can move through swiftly when the veil is at its thinnest. However, we can move through swiftly and effortlessly anytime providing our conduit, our medium is open, ready to receive and able to get out of her way.

The willingness to listen and be fully present is another prerequisite. You see, we choose the channels of communication we find to be the most accessible. We carefully choose our conduits. There are certain criteria we look for before we reach out to make a connection.

Since it requires some effort on our part, we seek those who are open and able to feel or see the big picture… those who can intuit our visit ahead of time; who ‘set the table’ so to speak, awaiting our arrival because they psychically know we are en route.

Because our connections are so rich and deep and because we long for a meaningful conversation, we seek those who can naturally hold a space for meaningful conversation … two, three, four or more way conversation, with grace and ease. Read More

Do you remember a space in time when appointments to call a friend or relative were not necessary? A space in time when you simply picked up your telephone and called whomever you wanted, whenever you wanted? If you wanted to chat with a friend, or tell your mother something, you did just that?

When did making an appointment to make a call become ‘a thing’ and better yet, why did making an appointment become the only way to make a call?

It feels counter-intuitive, in a society where everything is available in the moment, on the spot, by the click of a mouse or the touch of a screen to have to schedule a date and time in order to have a conversation with someone. And to schedule, you must text, email, DM, send up smoke signals or use Morse code.

When did we become this kind of society? Read More