During a Spirit Call this week (an online gathering I do weekly for women), I used a prompt to help us connect with what wanted

My friend Kim wrote a piece inspired by this pic I showed her, and how I told her I didn’t want to smile at the

The day before Wanaka passed away, I told Brian I wanted to keep up our morning and evening ‘poop walk’ routine (except without the poop)

This was her last day. We played with her ball, gently, in the yard. Smelled the scents in the gentle breeze. The sun was gentle

I remember about a month ago, walking with Wanaka near the beach and putting it out there to the Universe, setting the intention, that she

It’s so weird to mourn something before it’s gone. Or is it? My dog’s left shoulder looks like there’s a plus size golf ball growing

I noticed spider webs building up in my front yard the last week. Not your normal, two-dimensional, easy-to-wipe-away webs. Thick webs. Sticky webs. I should

When my clients send me love like this, especially in the shape of a poem, the corners of my eyes glisten with tears.  It gets

I’m sitting at my desk in my home office, a new-to-me space since we’re now living in a new home in a different town. I