The Stories

Say it, hold it.

Every couple of months a new mantra pops into my head. It's not something I have to work too hard to hear, it's something that floats into my head and generally I'm listening. In the past my mantras have been: restbreathehealgrievelearnlistenlaugh joyadventureLately, my intuition has been telling me to "let go" and "expand," which has morphed into "let go to expand." Like I cannot do on…

For graduation day.

"This is my sister with my grandparents. It’s her favorite picture with them. They have both passed. She graduates with her masters this month and the last graduation they got to see before they passed was hers. I want them to be there with her as she walks across the stage for the last time."

For graduation day.

"This is my sister with my grandparents. It’s her favorite picture with them. They have both passed. She graduates with her masters this month and the last graduation they got to see before they passed was hers. I want them to be there with her as she walks across the stage for the last time."

"She needs me and I'm far away."

"For my sister. She needs me and I am far away... she is going through a very difficult time and I want her to have this to know I am with her always!!!"…

Kelly's son.

"This is Kelly's son who is dying of cancer."