A Tale of Two Movies

Fasten your seat belts this is going to be a bumpy ride. I’ve waited half my life for someone to make Carol into a movie. The book, written in 1952 by Patricia Highsmith, was a life raft for young lesbians. It was one of the few lesbian love stories with a happy ending. So I…

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas dear friends and loved ones.  May you be blessed with joy, love and laughter throughout the new year.

Dream Time

Every morning I wash up on the shore of my pillows in a different state. The night has taken me on a long and often extraordinary adventure, and sometimes I wake feeling exhausted as if I have bobbed all night in a sea of tangle that threatens to drown me; other times I travel to fictional towns with…

Little Presents

I was standing in line for the bathroom at Starbucks last Saturday, when the young woman behind me bent over and picked up a dime.  Without thinking I said: ‘It’s your lucky day!  Do you find many coins?’ She beamed back a lovely smile and said: ‘Ever since my mom passed, I find these dimes everywhere.’  Her…

Talking To Spirit

Today I heard Esther Hicks (or rather the spiritual entities that  Esther channels) explaining how to talk to departed loved ones, and revel in their unconditional love.  Esther lost her husband Jerry a few years ago.  But he is still a very playful presence in her life.  I was so delighted when I heard this…

A Fond Farewell

And so it is…Laura’s body (or what remains of her beautiful body) is finally out to sea very near to this beautiful beach in the Dominican Republic. The night before, I slept with laura’s ashes in my arms and felt a great calm and an extraordinary sense of electricity in my chest.  We also danced…

Letting Go

I’m preparing to scatter Laura’s ashes and say a final farewell to her incarnate form.  It is odd, I feel unexpectedly sad about parting with her remains. Perhaps it is because this little box of rubble is all I have left of our human life together. Her beautiful physical presence left such a strong impression…

Healing

As I’ve found life easier to digest, my digestion has eased As I’ve stopped attacking myself for being different, my body has stopped attacking itself As I’ve begun to flow like water around obstacles, my circulation has flowed more freely As I’ve trusted my body to be strong and beautiful, it has responded in kind.

A New Leaf

Laura has been pelting me with leaves recently. Several times walking down the street, a beautiful leaf has floated into my hand. Once in the subway, a giant golden leaf shaped like a hand circled me on the platform. I can’t wait to see what happens next. Unless she can be super-creative this winter with…

Love Wins

Did you see the Facebook post by Frenchman Antoine Leiris after his wife Helene was killed in the attack on  the Bataclan nightclub in Paris?  What extraordinary strength, love and valor.  Some media outlets shortened his post to omit that his wife’s spirit visited him just before he wrote this.  Here is the full version…

Sorrow

Flying home to New York tomorrow.  I left Paris first thing Saturday morning. A kindly taxi manager who owed me a favor, kept his promise and sent a car for me. Then I got a train to Rouen to stay with an old school friend Veronique and her partner Catherine. I slept 13 hours on…

Tonight in Paris

  Dear loved ones, thank you for all your sweet messages and calls. I am safe.  I feel incredibly grateful for your love and wishes. I have been here in Paris most of the week for work and I’ve been so happy adventuring around one of my favorite cities. But the Eiffel Tower is dark…

Laura’s Recovery

Have you noticed? This site has a new name –  Soul Love Forever. It sums up the essence of what I’ve learned on this journey; that true love never dies and that our infinite souls, our most precious gift, travel with us through all of time and space.  I loved the old name Laura’s Recovery,…

Premonitions

I’ve been thinking a lot about premonitions recently. I don’t claim any understanding of how we can know things in advance. But it is more and more obvious to me that we do. And that we should listen. Of course, that’s easier said than done. Last week my sister and I both received ‘intelligence’  of…

Greeting the light

Last sunday I went to Philadelphia to experience artist James Turrell’s new skyspace at the Chestnut Hill Quaker meeting house. Each sunday, at sunset, the roof slides back to reveal a simple square of sky; a sort of window to the heavens. Visitors are invited to lie on the floor or on beautiful cedar benches…