My brother Kevin: March 30th, 1969 - March 9th, 2015 ( Read more... )

A dream this morning around 3:30am ( Read more... )

I was a late bloomer in many ways. Emotionally, physically, socially, common sense, and intelligence ( Read more... )

An elder Cherokee Native American was teaching his grandchildren about life ( Read more... )

I was gone for a week visiting my parents up in Northern California. My Mom, Dad, Grandmother and I took a trip to Monterey and it was great fun. I ate so much fish while I was there that I have now sprouted some gills ( Read more... )

I spent the last 6 hours of my grandma's life sitting by her bedside in the nursing home and watching her sleep. At 9pm she was having such a hard time breathing that I went and asked a nurse if they could give her a breathing treatment. They worked on her for 45 minutes and she wasn't improving so they called the paramedics who took her to the ( Read more... )

I just finished reading an absolutely amazing book. It's called "Many Lives, Many Masters" by Brian L. Weiss, M.D. This book documents his hypnosis/regression work with one of his patients and how he fell, quite by accident, into learning and working with her in regards to her past lives. Through this, he was able to cure her of current life ( Read more... )

When I was twelve years old, the world was my magic lantern, and by its green spirit glow I saw the past, the present, and into the future. You probably did too; you just don't recall it. See, this is my opinion: we all start out knowing magic. We are born with whirlwinds, forest fires, and comets inside us. We are born able to sing to birds ( Read more... )

I wanted to share something with you that a friend of Randy's wrote. He is an amazing musician and an amazing soul. He has gone through years of drug abuse and, in the past 12 months, has been getting his life back together. I am so proud of him and feel lucky to know someone named Todd Rigione.

( Wet Souls Can Fly - by Todd Rigione )

I want to lie beneath a canopy of trees with newly turned Fall leaves where only little slivers of sky would show through and the world seems a far away place from the small place I have carved for myself in the earth. I want to feel the slices of sun that peak through the branches and watch the breeze carry the leaves on their trail of descent to ( Read more... )