What the genes know, they try to show

It started under hypnosis. I was guided into a deep meditation so I could meet the woman buried under roses who had appeared in my morning stories, presumably my ancestor. Looking for her in my subconscious, I found a woman whose spirit was deep and still, resting in peace, embodied as a dark-haired beauty. Reluctantly, sheContinue reading “What the genes know, they try to show”

Sunset Mist Memorials

At 4:20 this morning I am missing my mom and my sisters. Our family Christmas eve dinner and phone calls whisked by too fast, and our annual McNamee Girls shopping trip to the city was also over too soon. Pictures flash through my mind’s eye; Maureen with a big bag of recently discovered extra presentsContinue reading “Sunset Mist Memorials”

Sleeping beauty in the light

Dear Spirit Suchi Gabrielle, I thought of everyone I ever loved this morning at sunrise as I wondered if you my friend would ever awaken for one last time… give a look from your eyes, a squeeze from your hands, share spooning naps with your dear beloveds, or cuddle your boys Krishna and Bubblily. IContinue reading “Sleeping beauty in the light”