Meet The Family

I’m afraid I am going to be insufferable from now on. And you may have to curtsey next time you meet me. After a little rummaging around in our ancestor closet, it turns out that via my mother’s beloved grandmother we can travel back through a long line of Earls to King Edward the 1st…

Three Years Ago

In a couple of hours, it will be exactly three years since Laura passed.  Three years.  It seems impossible she has been gone so long.  But there is a beautiful symmetry at work.  We were together, as a couple, for three years.  And now after another three years the pain of her loss has ebbed…

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…

The Hero Complex

I think I have a bit of a hero complex. I want to dash in and rescue people. At the moment I want nothing more than to rescue my sister, Andrea, from cancer.  I wonder does this savior urge stem from past lives? From what I can tell I was a bit of a swashbuckler…

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…