Holy Hannah it’s been way too long

I have not posted for ever! Time has flown, I have been occupied. And now it is time to begin again!!!

I am delighted to say that I will be reading Palms again at the Mind Body Spirit Fall Festival on St Cloud on October 12.

Mind Body Spirit is a wonderful place to be, a group of lovely people who really care for the world. I am happy to be there once again! Please come to visit, there will be many wonderful practitioners to choose from. And take time to step over to the MBS to shop for fabulous items to enhance your personal spiritual being!

A New, Clear Perspective

Just last week the terror of gun violence hit home hard in our family.  Two of our grandsons were in a school that was held on a 5 hour lock down due to a tweeted threat to “shoot up the school”.  Like many, when I heard, my heart raced, my throat dried, and I felt a cold, powerful fear.  And anger, I felt anger.  How dare someone put my children in danger!  Like many, I spent the afternoon worried about the outcome.  And anger, I felt anger.  And my daughter, the mother of my threatened grandsons presented me a new perspective, a clear perspective.

frightened child in boatThe boy, a 15 year old with a diagnosis of autism, had been in the school this entire time, unarmed, frightened, the tweet a misjudged political statement on gun violence and the ability of “adults” to protect our children.

It seems the school knew right away where the tweet appeared from, it was not a hidden account, knew the boy had a diagnosis, and knew he was with all of the other kids locked down in the classroom.  Yet, for hours, our news stations, ran non stop coverage of this new “threat”  Police, FBI, Helicopters, blocked roads, all this occurred with unnecessary alarm.

And finally, after hours of terror, the boy was arrested from his classroom, thrown in jail, and allowed 5 minutes a day with his parents.  He is still there, in jail, broken, suicidal, crying, in total despair.  Not receiving the help he needs to save his spirit, just being punished.  And me, I am ashamed of my hatred for him and ashamed of the Orono Police and Schools for politicizing this event, rather than help save this boy.

I am told he is gentle, kind, and has never been threatening.  Like any child with guncontrolautism he has poor impulse control.  And not thinking, thought he might be helping.

I do so believe in gun control, I believe in peace, I believe in helping our children survive.  I believe in preventing and healing, not terrorizing our young.

Please visit this site and donate what you can to help him, help his family, and help this community move forward into a future of light not one of anger and darkness.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Solstice and Cheri

winter-boatMy sister Cheri was born a some decades ago on a stormy solstice night.  My mother once told me that her middle name was Gale because she blew into the window during a snow storm.  She is a storm, of goodness, and heart, and compassion.  The Solstice is the perfect time for her to be born.

A Solstice celebration is one of a new beginning, of letting in the opportunity for longer days, more sunlight, perhaps healing, perhaps joy.

My sister is that, she opens her heart to joy, to the opportunity of hope.

I admire her, I love her.  Happy Birthday Cheri, I am glad you are in the world.mom.cheri

PALM READING

mmpalmsAfter a self imposed hiatus from reading palms, I am so happy to announce that I am once more checking out your lines, helping you understand your destiny, and just having fun with people I enjoy.  Although I am not as glamorous as Ms.Monroe in the picture,  I promise you an interesting time!

Currently you can see my schedule at Mind Body Spirit in St Cloud, and schedule a reading there for your convenience.  I will post continuing updates with new venues, and offers.

Otherwise, I am available for private parties, (I love Bachorlette Parties) and private readings.

Your destiny, your life is in the palm of your hands.

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Spring Happy Happy Spring

ostaraSometimes, the weather does not feel like our season is changing, but our hearts…our hearts feel the change.

Blessings on this Ostara, may the wisdom of moving forward lighten your souls

Time for a Wagon

Time for a Gypsy Wagon

Please take some time to check out my new endeavor!tyger voyage

Am I wrong

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A comment to John the other day.  “My favorite people are really weird!”    It is true.  With other souls who have a skewered outlook on living I am the most comfortable, the most at home.

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