I researched a lot before I began writing about psychic dreams and found out that I already knew more than most.
Many don’t believe that dreams tell us the future, but I was just a 12-year-old when I discovered the truth. Since then, I’ve often purposely shut out memory of my dreams – the future can seem dark and dangerous. Continue reading
Leaving, on a jet plane don’t know when I’ll be back a…. whoops. Never mind.
Half a day before my guy and I were set to fly off to the other coast last week to escape winter weather and bask in the warmth of friends and family, I got a phone call.
I was expecting the call, and yet I wasn’t.
Last week, I experienced one of those horrible, frustrating, soul-sapping days. We’ve all had them once in a while. They seek to bring our Spirit down.
Because of that kind of day, I decide dinner will be the tried and true – pizza. I drive to our favorite pizza place, owned by some adorable Italians who landed here just a few years ago to begin their dream. Continue reading
I moved in with a man I’d known for 11 months with my two children, ages 2 and 4.
He was a confirmed bachelor.
I was a newly divorced, single mom vowing to never live with a man again. Continue reading
I call him, sucking in my breath and biting my tongue so I won’t cry.
He hates emotion.
But he loves me. I know that. As long as I don’t cry. Continue reading
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