Five Years

Wednesday was the fifth anniversary of Laura’s passing.  Five years.  And yet she is still as present to me as ever.  On Monday, her dive buddy Jo and I had dinner together and reminisced about her – her charm, her quirks, her struggles, her kindness and her compassion. There is something magical about talking fondly…

Everyday Karma

I used to think karma played out over a large time span, maybe over several lives. ¬†And during my past-life regression in 2014, I certainly got to see how my bad behavior in one past life, hitting someone over the head with a stone (admittedly after they killed my baby), eerily played out in this…