Monday, March 26, 2018

Everyday Miracles

One of my favorite Walt Whitman poems is called "Miracles." I thought about it when listening to an On Being interview a few weeks ago. I believe Krista Tippet was interviewing the poet Naomi Shahib Nye. Nye talked about everyday miracles at some point. I have been thinking about this off and on since then. This is Whitman's poem: 


Why, who makes much of a miracle?
As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,
Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the
Or stand under trees in the woods,
Or talk by day with any one I love, or sleep in the bed at night
        with any one I love,
Or sit at table at dinner with the rest,
Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car,
Or watch honey-bees busy around the hive of a summer
Or animals feeding in the fields,
Or birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air
Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shinning so
        quiet and bright,
Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring;
These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles, 
The whole referring, yet each distinct and in its place.

To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the
Every foot of the interior swarms with the same.

To me the sea is a continual miracle,
The fishes that swim--the rocks--the motion of the waves--the
       ships with men in them,
What stranger miracles are there?

My goodness. According to Whitman miracles are with us everyday, everywhere. I believe that he was correct about this. And, I think miracles exist in things and times that people don't think of as miracles. Think about all the technology that surrounds us. I think it is a miracle that I can sit at my desk in Vermont typing this, post it on social media and have it read around the world. 

I know that people gripe about the current flying experience: the security lines, the sometimes delays, the lack of food or not great airplane food. Yet, with all that I still think its a miracle that I can fly overseas or across country. It's a miracle to me that this travel doesn't take days or weeks, or maybe even months. 

Every breath I take is a miracle because I can breathe on my own. It's a miracle that I have glasses that correct for my  vision so that I can read a book, watch a film. And, well I find the fact that books can be printed a miracle. I could probably go on for quite some time about what the miracles are around me.

I suppose Whitman is asking that we shift perspective to see all that's wonderful around us. 

[The first photograph is by Simon Matzinger and was found on The second image is from my book, Opening the Heart: Meditations on How to Be (here). I can help you on your journey through either Channeled Angel Readings or Life Coaching sessions. (here)]

Wednesday, March 21, 2018

What is Your Why?

I was watching the movie Collateral Beauty again. The main character, Howard Inlet, played by Will Smith, talks to his employees about the big why of their lives. Parts of his speech (as best that I could write them down) were: 

"What is your why? *** We are here to connect. ***
Love. Time. Death. These three abstractions connect every single human being on earth. Everything we covet. Everything that we fear not having. *** At the end of the day we long for love, we wish we had more time and we fear death."  (To see a clip of this, click here. A warning here - the movie takes a switch in tone after this speech.)

So much seems to be driven by fear right now rather than love. We fear that we don't have enough money, enough stuff. We fear the other. We fear we don't have enough time to do what we want, to get what we want. We spend so much time chasing money, chasing things rather than using our time to be with family and friends, to build community. I can fall prey to this if I start to panic and stress out about things. I now try to catch myself as I don't want to be frozen in fear.

The biggest connection besides that we are all born is that we all die. We fear that there is nothing after death. We fear that there is something after death. We fear that we have no connection to anyone, that we will die alone. I had a neighbor who died in her sleep, and I feel badly sometimes that I didn't call the police for a wellness check. I don't think she would have been still alive if I had called earlier. It's just that she would have been found sooner.

Yet, the first abstraction, love, according to many mystics and shamans is the underpinning of the universe. What a different world it would be if we used love to fuel our lives, our relationships and what we seek to be and acquire. I'm not talking just about romantic love. I also mean love of family, friends and the world. 

Then, maybe, just maybe, we would feel that we have enough time. And that we have enough of whatever it is we want. That there is enough to go around.

The first photograph is by Brigitte Tohm. The second photograph is by Steven Hille. The third is by Jerry Kiesewetter. I found all of them on

If you would like some assistance on your journey, I can help through either Channeled Angel Readings or Life Coaching sessions. For more information about this or about my book, Opening the Heart: Meditations on How to Be, please go to my website.

Monday, March 12, 2018

Finding Joy in My Life

I have been having moments of what I'm calling joy during meditation the last 3 or 4 mornings. It just comes. I don't call it - I don't think I can call joy. I think I can only just let it come when it wants to, let it sing in me. I know that, to me, it feels different than being happy, although I think happiness can accompany it. I don't think I can give you a definition of joy or happiness. They seem to be states of being that I recognize. 

I have a sense that the joy I'm feeling in meditation may be arising because I am working more on healing - not just my physical self but also my emotional self. I have been meditating laying down so that I can place certain crystals on my body. My intent is that they remove the emotions that I seem to be storing in the area of my diaphragm helping to make that area tight. Yes, there is a physical component from spending too much time hunched over, but it seems that this has become a natural place to store stress and the like. This joy that comes seems almost playful. It might be reminding me to have more play in my life. 

This arising joy also seems to be connected to mother earth, mother nature and the fire of life - the spark that emanates from everything. It reminds me that, when things seem grim (and they certainly can seem grim right now), joy lives and breathes in me, in nature, and throughout the world. Being open to it is all that it takes. Finding the joy in my life means that I can find my way and continue my work as a psychic and life coach. That I can support my family and friends, sometimes just by laughing with them.

Where do you find joy?

All three images are from my book, Opening the Heart: Meditations on How to Be (here).

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Friends and Family Come First

Monday morning is the time I have scheduled to write my blog post, yet it was not the first "work" that I did this past Monday morning. I have a friend who needed an answer to something from my angels and guides. So, my friend came before writing. I don't want to be so caught up in my work that I become unable to respond to the needs of my family and friends. How much would I miss if I said no, I can't have tea with you, take a road trip, or take a few minutes to ask my angels and guides for information for a friend. (And then life happened and not in a bad way, so that it took me 2 days to return to this blog post.)

I moved to Massachusetts in 2004 which put me 900 miles from my elderly parents. I made sure that I went back home to see them every 2 or 3 months even though it was financially hard. I would not exchange the time I had with them for the money it cost me to visit them. And, if they had lived longer I would have continued to do that. I also made sure to see my sisters when I did, although I ended up not spending a lot of time with them because of the amount of time I was spending with my parents. 

I am recently read the book Health Revelations from Heaven by Tommy Rosa and Dr. Stephen Sinatra. Rosa and Sinatra alternate writing in the book. Rosa writes about his 1999 near death experience and his life afterwords and Sinatra about what he's learned in his medical practice that is supported by what Rosa learned during his near death experience. One of the revelations Rosa received is about the importance for our health of being connected to family, friends, community, and the like. Sinatra writes in the book about his realizing that he was living a Type A life and not spending enough time with his family. 

A part of what they write about in this book is living from your heart, connecting with and doing what your heart wants. Can I truly live from my heart if I don't keep connections with family and friends strong, reach out to them when they are in need to the best of my ability? 

The first photograph is by Ali Yahya and the second by Alberto Cassetta. They were both found on