Today and tomorrow are dedicated to an intense weekend of self-exploration, with the intent of pushing past multiple layers of consciousness and getting down to the very core of oneself. I signed up through the Chakra Healing Arts Center outside … Continue reading
Three weeks after Dad passed over to the Other Side, our family hosted a Celebration of Dave’s Life at his house in Nederland, Colorado. We did not know who would come or how long they would stay. After all, our … Continue reading
In case you’ve been wondering why I’ve been so quiet lately, I have been shoveling snow off the driveway, car, and street almost every day starting Sunday, February 15th. We haven’t had snow every day, but snowplow berms have been … Continue reading
I woke up from a mildly disturbing dream that made no sense. All I remembered is that some priest kept showing up where I did not expect him, and I was getting annoyed. As usual, I could only remember the … Continue reading
What a wondrous day! The sky was gloriously blue, and the roads were mostly dry. I went to tai chi for the first time in 3 weeks, aah. How could the day improve? As soon as I got onto the … Continue reading
Last night, was a busy one for the family. I went alone to Boulder for my weekly class in Anand Vadehra’s “Quantum Astrology: Interface to Your Infinite Potential.” David and Kevin went out to dinner together. (They have a 2-man … Continue reading
I was afraid to look at Dad this morning—he looked to NOT have moved a single muscle since I rolled him onto his “off” side last night. He was indeed still breathing. I removed his underpants for the first time … Continue reading
My dream group consists of six people on the rare occasion we all can come, meeting twice a month for the past year and a half. We “work” two dreams each meeting, about an hour each, followed by the dreamer … Continue reading
Okay, true confession here at the beginning: I am obsessive and compulsive about keeping Dad’s driveway clean. This is my second winter here. Last winter, it snowed ALL the time—maybe more! Dad was so fragile by then, I developed … Continue reading
Today is another Tuesday of errands and solitary freedom. After collecting the garbage, packing it and the recyclables into the car, dropping them off at the transfer station, and then mailing those overdue letters of condolence to Dad’s best friends’ … Continue reading