“First Snow” I’m dreaming and I see a hand striking a heavy wooden door repeatedly. I hear the knocking VERY LOUDLY. I match the knocking with a loud shout out in my sleep, “COME IN!” and this wakes me up. I am no longer asleep. Now I am having a conscious dream in waking life. […]
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Today whilst reading New York Times’ wonderful article on why boy mammoths tended to die in silly ways, I was inspired to go “Like” The New York Times Science facebook page. They are currently featuring a pink praying mantis as their profile pic. Perusing the comments on this pic led me to one that said […]
I pulled into my driveway after a hike with my dog. For a minute or two I sat there as I pondered the enormity of a particular problem I’m dealing with today. “What do you think I should do, Scott?”, I realized I had said this out loud. No sooner said than something caught my eye. […]
Mountains are the bedrock theme of my life this week. On the weekend I attended a special gathering with Robert Moss and several conscious dreamers on a mountain in upstate New York. Magic happens there. Every time. Some day I’ll share that experience with you in greater detail. Meanwhile, since I was in the neighborhood of […]
…At the end of my shift I heard loud bitz-bitz-buzzing all around my head…
…Go to All A-Flutter Butterfly Farm in High Point any Saturday from mid April to October 10th, 2015 to meet the Monarchs.
This morning while I was watering my Anniversary Garden, this gorgeous golden butterfly delighted me by landing on my wrist….
…Last night I caught a dream. I was seeing all of the flowers that I have recently planted out in my Anniversary Garden. But I was seeing them from a much different perspective, up close and personal. …
Believe it or not: a flurry of butterflies accompanied my taxi for the first mile as I left the hotel for the airport out of Goa. The cabbie pointed them out to me as he thought it was unusual. Ha! He had no idea just how unusual. The golden yellow dazzlers pulled me out of […]
I took a break to go sit by the breakwater wall and stare out at the ocean this afternoon. I started thinking about a conversation I had this morning via facebook chat with…
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