Marry Me!

Laura’s back!  I was reading a book in bed last night and each time I read the phrase ‘Marry me’ (twice) the huge floor lamp in the bedroom went crazy flashing. ‘Oh Laura!’ I giggled. It made my heart leap.  She hasn’t flashed the lamps in months. Possibly because I haven’t meditated in months (oops)….

The Energy of Things

A dear friend of mine, a celebrated British fashion designer, once told me that she never bought vintage clothes because she didn’t want ‘to get jangled up by other people’s energy’.  I never found old clothes or even old furniture a problem. However I do get weird energy off antique jewelry, and I think I…

Acceptance – at last!!!

I burst into tears this morning when I heard the historic Supreme Court ruling. At long last,  same sex marriage is now a right across all states in the US. This is the moment that Laura and I longed for. Our relationship was bookended by historic changes in gay rights. In 2011, we sat together…

Wow! 100,000 hits

Today this little blog clocked 100,000 hits.  Laura would be amazed.  I am. Wow! Wow! Wow!  Laura and I started this blog together on July 4, 2013 to reach out to family and friends when Laura was sick. Next week it will turn two.  It has reached people in over 130 countries. Thank you dear…

A Word from Jung

The sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being – Carl Jung

Our Story

Graphic artist Nikki Kurt drew this storyboard of Laura and my’s spiritual adventure, during the New York Open Center’s recent Art of Dying conference. Click on the image to enlarge it and you will see it starts with Laura being surrounded by loved ones in the 8 months prior to her death, the vision I…

When Does Spirit Leave The Body?

What if death isn’t the moment the heart stops?  What if the dying person is still undergoing a vital transformation and needs more time, before being carted off to the morgue or crematorium? According to Dutch cardiologist Pim Van Lommel and British neurologist Peter Fenwick, who both spoke at the New York Open Center’s Art of…

The Letter

How often does fate intercede to bring us together or keep us apart? There seems to be divine timing involved in so many things, but most especially love.  In the 1880s, my great grandmother Elisabeth Baxter and her beau were separated by the Atlantic for nearly 5 years. He was a young stone mason, who…

Kitchen Aid

My cooking has gotten a noticeable fillip since Laura died.  I suspect she is in the kitchen giving me a hand.  I am serious.  I’ve cooked all my life (3 meals a day) But since Laura passed, everything comes out much better, even when I am not looking.  I taught Laura my few tricks in…

Sparkles

Surely it is no coincidence that when I revisited my early life (as a warm up to doing the past lives regression) the first image I saw was of my sister and I running around our childhood garden in England waving sparklers. These lights always seemed so magical to me, along with fireflies, strings of fairy…

The Purpose of Life

‘The purpose of life, after all, is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience,’ –  Eleanor Roosevelt (1884-1962)

Happiness

‘You seem stronger, happier, more your self than ever before,’ my sister said recently.  It is the strangest paradox. I get whiplash trying to understand how this is possible. How do great loss and happiness go together. It is not even 18 months since I lost the person I loved most in the world; my…

Hair

Call it the Samson effect. Delilah snipped off all of Samson’s hair and with it went his magical strength.  It turns out this wasn’t a myth after all. Our hair is a form of extra-sensory antenna. When we crop our hair, we lose our sensitivity to our environment, to those around us and we greatly…

On Seeing

I’ve come to think of my body as my emotional GPS.  In other words,  physical ailments are really my body’s way of saying ‘Hey, something’s emotionally out of whack.’ Like losing my voice when I am not saying what I feel. This week I had eye problems (AKA ‘not liking what you see’ according to…

In Praise of the Monkey Mind

I feel very conflicted when I hear meditators diss our chatter box left-brain, or ‘monkey mind’.  Sure our right brain is the place of oneness, unity and selfless serenity. It’s the goody two shoes side of us, the saint, the sufi, the place of silence and repose. In other words, it is our spiritual side….