Category: Philosophical

storm cloud, prairie

When the Desperation is Real

A few years ago, I was at a social gathering when a woman I had never met arrived. Many of my friends knew her, and I finally met her. The conversation quickly turned to her intractable pain. None of her doctors’ treatments seemed to work. She found no […]

old English Mastiffs

My Dogs Taught Me Holistic Health

Tess was a gift from my husband a few months after our family mastiff, Jenna, had passed on. We traveled to another state to pick her up, and by the time we got home, we were extremely attached to our little bundle of love. We took her to […]

petroglyph, concentrick circles

Finding Solutions

I have had an interesting few months, and one of the most pleasant surprises is the way I will wake up and suddenly feel smarter! What? Smarter? Well, I’m not really smarter but I feel that way because I see solutions that had been unseen before. This has […]

hallway

Farewell 2015

“The universe is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.” Eden Phillpotts I rearranged my to-be-read stack of books today. I like to revisit each book and determine if it still fits me. If not now, maybe in the future? This year I […]

snowy blossom

Time to Reassess a Dream?

Are you a planner, dreamer, or both? What happens when you’ve worked toward a dream for a long time, yet it hasn’t quite come to fruition? Sometimes, we have to reconsider everything. It was a good dream at the time and the plan may have been perfect. But […]

sugar glider

Animal Communication: Our Sacred Connection

My favorite childhood books involved talking animals. That is, they had conversations with each other, not with people, but they had rich social lives and lived in harmony with their surroundings. The Mother Westwind Series by Thornton W. Burgess was a favorite, as was Winnie the Pooh, which […]

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Shifting Truth

Are you looking for the truth? Is there only one truth in a given situation? I once thought that truth was pure and immutable. The older I get, the less I see truth as stagnant. It’s different for each person. The old saying is that when I was […]