Welcome baby #3: The Spiritual Symbols Workbook

I am clearly insane. At least slightly. And yet, I’ve done it. So perhaps a small dose of insanity is necessary to move forward in life. Three books in three months. That what I said I’d publish this summer, and I have. One by one, I birthed them all into the world. The Spiritual Symbols…

My unexpected path to publishing

My first book is published. It went live this morning. You won’t believe what it’s about. Is it the long-awaited memoir about my coming-of-age in Barbados? Nope. Is it the heartwarming story of Cherry making a magical friend and deciding if she’s going to listen to the truth of her heart? No, not that either…

I am my heart, not my head

I spent the afternoon in the ER on Sunday. Duncan and I were rear ended on the way back from his basketball game on Saturday morning. We went to Urgent Care Saturday afternoon and the provider there told me I have a concussion and, should my symptoms get worse, she wanted me to go to…

Hanging up my shingle

Some seeds germinate slowly. Last summer, the marquee of the McDonald Theatre in Eugene kept catching my eye. James Van Praagh, spirit whisperer, it said. Or something like that. The kids would be at their Dad’s. I could go. Go, said my intuition. Go! I put off buying tickets until a week or two before…

Unmothered on Mother’s Day

Around Mother’s Day the first year after my mum died, one of my mothers-in-law (I have 3) said something to the effect of, “It’s a shame your Mum isn’t here.” I think she was talking about my wedding and I henceforth banned the mention of my mum on the actual day. I knew she’d be…

Plugging back in

I have a closet to come out of, people of Eugene*. It’s really more of a cabinet: a medium’s cabinet, that is. Not that I’ve ever sat in one — I don’t think people really use them anymore. I’ve been very good at reinventing myself. Trying on a new facade and seeing how it fits…

Sacred research

I go to church for reasons beyond having the opportunity to perform music and time to knit. I go to be reminded of what I already know but tend to forget when I’m not thinking about it. Sometimes I’m glad to just sit in the presence of Spirit with a bunch of other people and…

Reflections

I keep thinking that I’m becoming something else. That I’m on a journey that has a destination. And when I get there, things will be… different, better, brighter, freer. I feel so close, sometimes. And then I read things I’ve written in the past — on this blog or in my journals. And I think,…

Christmas confessions

Every other year Christmas is weird. Duncan and Berry go to their Dad’s, which means we have to re-schedule Christmas. It’s not an easily re-schedulable holiday. Two years ago, we let them open a couple of presents (ones they could take with them) right before they left and then did the main gift giving when…

Your opinion of me is none of my business

There are thoughts I hold true to myself that are hard to practice. And living a spiritual life is more about the practice and living of it than overtly teaching it to others. (At least that’s what I’ve decided to believe for myself as I don’t seem to be becoming an overt spiritual teacher any…