This will be my 2nd move in 1 year.  I’m not particularly ecstatic about this new place but I will make it home.  We don’t have too much control of these things when it comes to apartment living, yet I will not be tethered by this. Change is abound in my life right now. There is a stirring that’s been happening for a while now.  It’s telling me to move, to break free, to let go and to leave behind the extras. I kind of liken this ebb and flow to my exercise program.  I go to

Bear Spirit It seems that Spirit is calling me to bring forth the wisdom from my dreams so this is the path that I will continue in my writing.  I hope that it will illuminate you as much as it is me. Last night in my dream I was revisiting with a person from my past. Every time I dream of this person it brings up a feeling of distrust and this time was no particular exception. It was at some point that I felt like I was being chased by a hungry pack of hyenas. That felt scar

This morning I woke up and I felt that I had had a powerful dream. Of course, I have been a little bit out of practice in writing in my dream journal every day but there were some things that were crystal clear to me.  I was guiding a blind man.  In the beginning, he was a bit shaky and unsure but he was open to my help and as we continued to walk in the dream we started to encounter obstacles.  There was uneven ground and then there were fences to go over.  As the trek conti

As my first ever blog I’m trying to figure out what words to say.  I take a moment of pause and intuitively allow the words to flow.  What comes to mind, but the song, “It’s My Turn” by Diana Ross?  I had to look up the lyrics cause I quite didn’t remember all of them. I do recall it as one of those beautiful childhood memories of my Dad serenading me.  Yes, my Dad, he is that sweet and I have a slew of other songs that make me think of him.  I digressed…back to “It’s My Turn