God

Out of the Closet (and into the Love!)

Yesterday, my husband Bill and I “came out of the closet.” We conducted our very first channeling session in a public venue. Was I scared? Nope…not in the slightest. You see, things have changed so dramatically in our lives over the past few years – even more significantly over the past 8 months

Out of the Closet (and into the Love!)2019-07-22T20:27:54-04:00

Creativity, Part I (or, where are those damn knitting needles?)

I used to think there were only two kinds of people in the world – those who were creative and those who were not. Until recently, I would have told anyone who asked that I fell squarely into the second camp. I can’t draw, I’m not particularly crafty, I don’t play an instrument, and

Creativity, Part I (or, where are those damn knitting needles?)2019-07-24T10:22:18-04:00

Making Sense of the Universe (or, musings of a lunatic)

My son is a big fan of Neil Degrasse Tyson, American astrophysicist, author, and science communicator. For a school project, Evan created some laminated bookmarks, on which were written various quotes from famous scientists, like Tyson.  Of course, being an avid reader, I absconded with the bookmarks as soon as he brought them back

Making Sense of the Universe (or, musings of a lunatic)2019-07-24T10:22:15-04:00

The Psychology of Confession (or, a cure for the blues)

The other day, a colleague and I were having a philosophical discussion (in other words, we were talking about religion). As we contemplated various religious practices, wondering about their purpose and benefit, we of course, hit upon the practice of confession. I mentioned that when I lived in south Texas, I would sometimes attend

The Psychology of Confession (or, a cure for the blues)2019-07-24T10:22:06-04:00

Synchronicity (or, how I was traded for a bag of McDonald’s food)

I married my high school sweetheart during my second year of college. As you may have guessed it wasn't the wisest decision I’ve ever made, and it was a difficult four years. However, when all was said and done, I wound up back in my hometown of Wilmington, NC, which actually worked in my

Synchronicity (or, how I was traded for a bag of McDonald’s food)2019-07-24T10:27:36-04:00

The Sound of Silence (or, gifts come in unexpected packages)

The other morning, I was awoken (a bit early) with The Sound of Silence playing in my head – you know, that new cover by Disturbed (it’s awesome, right?!). I’ve been around long enough to know that God often speaks to me very early in the morning, during that twilight time between wakefulness and

The Sound of Silence (or, gifts come in unexpected packages)2019-07-24T10:32:22-04:00