As I do every year on New Year’s Eve (you probably do this, too), I think about the last 12-months of my life and contemplate just what went on. Was it a good year? Did some bad things occur? What good things happened? Was I grateful enough? Did I learn anything? Am I a better person or…a worse one? Do I feel grief for anything? What made me smile and what made me weep? Oh… So many laughs and way too many tears. We said goodbye to my best fur friend of 17-years and turned aro

I’ve been wracking my brain and trying to come up with something interesting to blog about, something spiritual but maybe not so heavy. I want to be meaningful but entertaining, too. Finally, I realized that sometimes keeping it simple, is best. Here goes… Last year, I noticed that every morning as the sun rose, flocks of gulls would fly into my little corner of the world to play in the air thermals. I could watch this spectacle right from my living room. Cool eh? I didn’t re

Have you ever wanted a sign from a loved one that has passed over to the other side? Have you ever thought: It would be SO wonderful if I knew they were ok! If you have, you’re not alone and yes, you CAN get messages and signs. I get them all the time. You can, too. It’s easier than you think because all you need to do is ask and be open-minded to the experience. Be specific with the kind of sign you want to receive; pick something that has meaning to both of you. Maybe it’s

This is a hard post to write but many will relate. Our pets are our family and for those of us without children, our Fur Babies. We love them. They love us and more importantly, unconditionally. Just over 16-years ago, I was newly separated from my (now ex) husband. I was renting a little house in Calgary. It was Spring. I volunteered at an organization called the Meow Foundation. It was/still is, a cat rescue place; I came in on Saturdays and cleaned. That place was steriliz

I want to say that it’s a little better with each passing year, and it is…but marginally. I still get taken aback by the rush of grief that spills into my daily routine, unannounced and unwelcomed. The tears still sting and the ache in my heart really isn’t any less. It’s just less often. There are daily reminders of his existence on earth and in my life; I’m grateful for them and accept them with grace. He still is and always will be: the one that got away. Only his ‘away’ w

Are you one of those people whom others call -weird- ? Yeah? I am, too. I grew up thinking I was weird, and for the 1st 23-years of my life, believed that the OBO’s I had when I was a child (out of body experiences) were nothing more than elaborate dreams that taunted me. I was fascinated with extraterrestrials (I blame my dad for getting me hooked in Star Trek when I was three) and ghosts. Anything paranormal was interesting and wonderful. Faeries? I believed in them! Magic?

If you’re like me, the moment you wake up in the morning, you start to think about all the things you have to do for the day. Sometimes, there’s worry. Worry about things that may or may not happen. Often our thoughts are rather negative. I’ve been doing a little experiment. Instead of thinking about all the things that could go wrong, I ask one question: What’s the BEST thing that can happen today? Then, I get all excited about all sorts of wonderful things that can happen,

Can you believe it? Nearly another year has passed. 2018 will soon, slide into 2019 in a silent hush, and humans will pause in the moment, then brace for another rally with themselves. Aren’t we a funny species? So much fear amid so much love for our very own. I hope I live to see the day when the realization sets in that we are all one; the differences we fight about are pointless and non-valid. I think this will be the last Christmas for some in my life; notably my nearly 1

Today is Thanksgiving, in Canada. In typical Canadian, fashion, we don’t make much of a fuss about it. Canadians, quietly take the day off, spend time with family and stuff our faces with turkey and all the trimmings. That’s usually about it. My own immediate family doesn’t even celebrate it because growing up in a mostly European household, it just wasn’t done. We do have a Football match, but I can tell you I don’t know anyone who is actually watching it. Perhaps it’s the c