https://x.com/amitavinami/status/1704137271597785554?s=20 A few memes from yesterday make appropriate fun of the missing F35 that they asked US to locate . . .
Month: September 2023
I balance preoccupation with son Colin’s evolving situation with centering practices
Note: If interested, join caringbridge to see two new posts, both from this morning. Meanwhile, I’m attempting to remain centered and grounded in this whirling dervish of a 3D world. Actually
More Scrapings from the Surface of Life in 2023 . . .
I’m spending more time on caring bridge than here right now (two posts there, so far, today). And since son Colin’s healing journey plumbs the depths of us all, it’s much more int
What is YOUR “Identity”?
Note: My son Colin’s ongoing medical/mental/emotional/spiritual struggle again tends to preoccupy me. Join caring bridge if you wish to receive daily updates, one of which I just did, with th
Son Colin again: Sudden Break in Cheerfulness . . .
Again, I repost here what I just put up on caring bridge. “Mom, I have some bad news, not terrible news . . .” “WHAT?!” Actually, I’d say it IS terrible news. W
One Month Anniversary of Son Colin’s Catastrophe
Here’s the post I just published on his Caring Bridge site. I post there daily, in case you want to join in. September 15, 2023: ONE MONTH ANNIVERSARY, featuring astrology, ever-present parad
Meme Train, mid-September
NOTE: I thought I had posted yesterday, but not even the draft showed up this morning; right after I thought I had posted, I was informed of a problem with my website. So have been dealing with t
Last night I listened for many hours to Kim Goguen, first with Kerry Cassidy and then with Ben Fulford. I’ve touched into her before, but never for more than a minute or two. She’s just
Reflections on 911, 22 years later
Of course I remember where I was on that day and that hour. The moment someone called and told me to turn on the TV. Of course I remember where I was on November 22, 1963 also. THAT was my wake-up
WHO AM I TODAY? (Who are YOU today?) Plus three jewels for our consideration
And I mean today, this day! Yesterday, I felt as if I had floated to the edges of an expanded internal framework, easily occupying the space within which I, as an embodied being, “operateR