In 2015, while attending a Reiki/Crystal Bowl healing meditation in Fort Myers, Florida, something strange happened. I found myself in unfamiliar territory, face to face with an important and historical icon from the Lakota Sioux Nation—White Buffalo.
Nine years have passed since my spontaneous opening to a new world, to a dimension I’d only read about in books. Since that time, I’ve grappled with ongoing clashes between my clinical training as a psychologist and my newfound life in the nonphysical world of spirit.
Life consists of single actions that create cascades of reactions that weave across the fabric of time. Most actions are inconsequential, but for some of us, those actions define us. You can put your finger on it, that indelible instant when everything changed. My unforgettable moment was August 28, 2013.
There are specific moments that define each one of us. We may not know it at the time; we might learn it later. But for some of us, it’s obvious. You can put your finger on it, that definable, indelible moment when everything changes. My story begins on a dull gray Wednesday…
What’s real? What’s imaginary? My training had taught me to distinguish between the two. For most people, “real” and “imaginary” are mutually exclusive events, existing on parallel paths. For healthy and balanced people, those lines don’t cross. If they did, well, my phone would start ringing.
“If distance or health prevents you from being with family or friends, let your memories bring you back to times of joy and happiness.” ~ Candice Sanderson
Kindness Matters: this has been my mantra for 2021. When immersed in conversation, whether online or in person, different views emerge. I’ve learned to honor each person’s point of view. It doesn’t signify that I agree with their opinion; often, I do not. But whether we concur with others’ positions or beliefs doesn’t matter as long as we respond with kindness.
I remember the vision as if it were yesterday: groups of people and angels entering the room through a portal swirling at the ceiling, a white buffalo calf, and messages about the energy requirements for miracles. More pictures flooded into my awareness, but what was the meaning of these strange and detailed images?
Piecing it Together Have you ever worked a puzzle without a picture to reference? Until enough pieces start fitting together, you have no idea what you’re building. Sometimes by working blindly, you might discover the end-product is more than you could have imagined. Allow me to share an experience that resulted in the types of […]
It was so hard to understand. Why? What was going on? Piece by piece, my body was falling apart. Complications from “simple” medical procedures weren’t so simple. First the eyes, then the leg, return to the eyes, then the low back, throw in a few infections, back to the eyes, and then an unrelenting return to the spine. Each day, new conditions manifested. Nobody should have to tolerate such pain.