Give me the flowers

This month, I felt drawn to attend one of Melissa Boyd's programs where she channels messages from spirit, but I had no one to go with. By nature I am an introvert, and typically I am not a person who likes to go places alone. Other than, you know, a coffee shop with a book. … Continue reading Give me the flowers

Message from Mom

So I had a visit last night from my mother. She died in 1996. She visited me in a dream. She was wearing a long white dress that was cinched in at the waist with a sash that I think was also white. I should note that she never dressed like that in real life.  … Continue reading Message from Mom

Missing my mother

It's Mother's Day, and I am missing my mother. My mother died. Nineteen years ago. Sometimes I am embarrassed by the tears that can suddenly overtake me when I realize that I am still missing her so much. Really? At almost 53 years old? Really. Sometimes the emotion sneaks up on me so fast and … Continue reading Missing my mother

Disney

I went to Disney once before, in 1989 (or thereabouts). There was one ride I wanted to go on then: Space Mountain. I have no idea why, but I was fixated on it. When we got there, the first thing I did was ask where that ride was and, guess what? Space Mountain was CLOSED. … Continue reading Disney

To boldly go, part two

So a funny thing happened after I decided to go to Disney with  my daughter. You know how they say that the universe starts lining up to help you when you are on the right track? Well, it's TRUE! I saw it happen with my own eyes! First I thought, no way can I make … Continue reading To boldly go, part two

To boldly go, part one

My daughter has been asking to go to Disney since she was about 9 years old. I would always listen to her ask, nod, smile, and say that tried and true line that I'd borrowed from my own mother: "We'll see." I got away with that for, oh, 5 years or so. Five years during … Continue reading To boldly go, part one

A welcoming place

I had the great pleasure of attending the Bean Tree Open House today with my daughter, Izzy. Their Facebook page describes Bean Tree as "a studio for creativity and growth". Sign me up for that. When we entered the house through (after much discussion) the middle of three doors, we found ourselves in bright, cheerful kitchen. Nancy … Continue reading A welcoming place

Telling our story

I was at a craft show a couple of weekends ago. The weather was awful--freezing rain coating the icy snow on the ground that fell overnight. As soon as I got through the door, I stopped to shake it off of me. The first thing I saw was a table of scarves and hats, and … Continue reading Telling our story

Passaggiata

I live in a rural part of my town in Maine. There are few places that I can get to on foot that wouldn't require packing for a half day trek. That's why I looked forward to the Bean Supper this year. This is a destination that I could comfortably walk to and from and … Continue reading Passaggiata

Alive and Kickin’

Want to make your daughter's day?  Sing a song from your youth. I did this today, and in front of her friend, no less. What the hell was I thinking? I don't know. I was inspired. In my defense, the song came on after "Operator" by Lady Gaga, catching me a little off guard. Yes, … Continue reading Alive and Kickin’