Do I think we chart our lives? Of course. It’s the only way to make any sense of the chaos of living. Believing I had a hand in creating...

Wrinkles appear as you age. Through the years the skin is battered by outside elements like the sun and wind, the heat, the cold. And...

Spirit often communicates with us. Usually it’s a very subtle communication, a quick ‘hello’ with a feather dropped, a ‘thinking of you’...

So you screwed up. A really major screwup this time. And you don’t know what to do about it. You don’t know how you feel, or what you...

02.28.2021 Well, gee, where did the first two months of the new year go? Despite the pandemic and going to work and the store, for the...

04.24.2016 One day at a time, one healthy positive choice at a time. Remember you did the best you could with who you were at the time....

10.02.2010 If I should die today, would I die with regrets? A few maybe, but I have mostly come to terms with the mistakes I’ve made....

09.09.04 I took a break at work and walked around outside for a few minutes. I felt a spirit hovering nearby, a vibrating orange energy....

09.20.2010 We never really forget anything; we just don’t consciously remember everything. You don’t think about the kids in your...

02.27.2011 If you’re lucky a friendship will come along that lasts beyond a lifetime. One that will see you through the deepest lows and...

01.23.2016 Angels. I believe they’ve always been around me, but when did I actually become aware of them? Actually communicate with...

When I look in your face I don't see happy. And it makes me unhappy to see you unhappy. See how that works? You get back what you put out...

Saturday, September 4, 2010 GET REAL. Because real is what it's all about. Real is what's left when all that is not you is taken away....

Shamanism is based on the belief that all things in the world have spirit; animals, plants, the elements and more, with the practice of...

I've decided to post some of my journal, knowing it will explain how I came to be Serving Spirit as I do. Some entries will be past, some...

September 2003: TJ's Visit I cried, sobbing my sister’s name over and over as I showered, sensing Mary’s pain across the width of a...