Letters To Earth

Journey Back to Love

There's a live symposium happening! Hosted by Suzy Miller and Sandie Sedgbeer, this is a multi-day event offered for those on a spiritual journey. There are seven other speakers besides myself and we will be talking about how to transform your beliefs about love, success and freedom, how to put f...

My dear uncle,

It’s been many, many years since I’ve written a love letter, but I can no longer remain quiet about how I have loved you for so many years and my grief at the recent news about you! How proud I always felt to be with you. I hold you in a special place in my heart and feel so strongly about you th...

The Light Within

There is an old saying, or maybe it is an old teaching, that says we humans live in the dark. When I first heard this, I thought it was saying that we were not very enlightened, or perhaps not very bright in some intellectual way. Later I wondered if the saying was really referring to electricity...

Marriage - Same-Sex or Otherwise - #1

While listening to news reports of demonstrations outside the Supreme Court as they hear arguments pro and con regarding same-sex marriage, several things come to mind. The first harks back to the early 1980s and the visits from the little men in brown robes. This was their statement to me: "The...

Rules for Transforming Another

February 13, 2011 Here are the rules for transforming another person and creating a miracle in their life: Hold the firm belief in your mind that they can change. Know it. Always demonstrate the words and behavior you want them to adopt. Watch constantly for tiny signs of a move in the right...

Life and Death #4 - Witnesses

April 26, 2010 One year ago, I was drowning in death. My younger brother, my favorite cow, my dog, and my beloved cat – all died within a few weeks of one another. Coming so close on the heels of losing my marriage, it made for a tough time. A few months after that, the electric company came an...

Life and Death #3 - Emma

April 19, 2010 Every month Emma makes her way to the south pasture to stand at the fence, bellowing. Her mother, Gladys, used to do the same thing because she knew there was a bull in the pasture across the road. The bull was named “Junior,” and Gladys would call to him for hours, telling him sh...