When I was a little girl every May Day I was out delivering May Day Baskets to neighbors and friends. In the traditional manner I would take my homemade lace doily lined basket of goodies and hang the construction paper handles on the doorknob of a widowed neighbor, ring the doorbell and run and hide… Continue reading Happy May Day!
Want to know how to develop your intuition? I have a creative solution for you and it is just that...get creative! Many of you work in left-brain jobs. Our society is very left-brain oriented. When you spend most of your time thinking analytically, applying logic and staring at a computer...you weaken the right brain. And… Continue reading Get Creative To Develop Your Intuitive Gifts
When my children were young I saved every art project, every knitted object, every painting, and I ate every strange creation from the kitchen. And always I gave them accolades for whatever latest and greatest creation they had made, no matter what. I encouraged my children to follow their callings and pursue every creative… Continue reading Supporting the Artist In Us All
It's not the first time this has happened. And it still startles me, scares me and definitely gets my attention when Spirit knocks on my door. In the past I have experienced the fire alarm going off, the lights flashing on and off, the doorbell ringing and even a microwave turning on and off. All… Continue reading It’s 4 a.m. and Spirit Is Knocking At My Door
We were out shopping today, at Target, and happened to notice the big clearance sign at the back of the store. That was enough to lure me back there to see what was on sale. My daughters and I were delighted to see it was the back to school supplies on final clearance. We laughed… Continue reading No-School-Back-To-School Shopping
I find television very educating. Every time somebody turns on the set, I go into the other room and read a book. - Groucho Marx "There is no cable service in that area, ma'am. Sorry." Oh my gosh. For the first time in my life I feel desperate for cable. My homeschooled/unschooled daughters and I… Continue reading Sorry, Ma’am, No Cable