Sweet Potato

Some things do receive closure we can recognize.

19 years ago I unknowingly wrote down a prophetic dream I had about being handed a white banana snake. In the dream, I was assured it wouldn’t hurt me. But it bit me repeatedly and its fangs clung to and stung my skin. My shock was about the blatant lie I was told, and apathy I received, more than the effect the snake had on my skin. I found the recounted dream 3 years ago in a file of my old writing. I was stunned to realize that that relationship had just ended 9 months earlier…

The other night I roasted some root vegetables for a gathering to acknowledge the closure of the old life and welcome the new Light energy for healing the Earth. This evening, in reviewing a picture I took of the roots, I recognized the “white banana snake” in the sliced sweet potato… How perfect.

I ate it for breakfast this morning.


Walking to Forgiveness

The thinking by the invisible 1% that creates their false self-authority to take sovereign indigenous land from First Peoples and cause genocide/assimilation into their own enslavement/poverty at best, is the exact same mindset and “self given authority” that forces the petroleum industry into our general groggy, habitual way of life. The top 1% feed on our numbness and malaise that is fostered by the general media. The media that is easy to access without thinking about it. Think about it. Think. Get woke. Let all thoughts be “cleared” before you act, speak and before you judge.

Being of white decent, I have to ask myself every moment possible, how am I acting? Where is my choice taking me and my fellow Earthlings, two-legged, four-legged, winged, finned, hoofed, and belly-bound travelers?

I don’t have ancestral permission to be on Turtle Island. My lineage did not ask for permission to “take cuts” and take over. So, right now, right here, I ask for grace and forgiveness from the Earth for me and my ancestors who added suffering to those First Nations where I have lived and traveled on Earth. And, as I become more woke as possible, I continue to show my consciousness through my eyes, my actions, my art, my dance, my writing, my music, my breath, my attention and my dreaming. I hope that this is how I clean up my own part in the lineage and my own forward movement.

Who would be the ultimate sovereign One I can go to, who has authority to forgive the history? At this point, because I don’t participate in further genocide here where I live, I ask for the soil and the water to go to those who can give me release and rest. Please come back to me and tell me I am forgiven and all my relations. I don’t have the answers. I’m only able to use my self determination to speak about what I feel is right for me. That does spill over into talking about it, here and now.

Spirit Bird Intuitive Arts works to be an agent for waking those who are calling for support to that opening.

Earth Alive

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I want to share with you something about my life. It is fleeting. It is rich. It has held pain for love. It has let go. It has risen. My life, it’s like yours. Sharing in the sunset, the sun rise, the ever rise and fall of waves in our hearts. All over the world, we have this in each other and it connects us. We are One. Tonight a brand new moon rises. Tomorrow a brand new sun. Breathe in the new night, the new day, and know you are never alone. Ride the wave of life like never before. Connect with the patch of Earth under you. Even if it’s 42 floors below. Even if there’s a mile of ice between you and that sacred soil, put your mind on it, put your heart into it. I guarantee you will feel it, know it, connect with it, because it is alive, waiting for you. And it feels you. Take this into your sleeping and waking.

Shift Happens.

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Someone I know is demonstrating disconnect with their higher calling, their Greater Potential, through some terrible, dividing behaviors in their circle of family and friends. It would be considered a normal response that many of the people around this person would feel vindicated by damning them for it. Could be that the person actually expects to be damned on some unconscious level and likely feeds off that energy to continue to hide from their potential. Or maybe their consciousness has been hijacked and they don’t even know it. That’s the worst idea; I hope it’s not true because then there is no hope for them. I have met that Greater Potential in this person. It’s not getting any air time. And in that denial, it’s damaging so much unnecessarily, blindly, stubbornly, seemingly with no end in sight. What a wild thing to watch such senselessness in a person with great potential. It’s like witnessing through the playground fence, behaviors that would be normal for an 8-year-old who is still learning, being carried out by someone in midlife. I won’t contribute my energy to feed the mindset that holds this person at bay from their Higher Expression, from their Humanity and their better days. When I think of it (like now) my mind’s eye rests on the part of the person that wants some light. Ok, it probably wants a lot of light!

Shift happens.

There is so much more to life than incessantly running on a hamster wheel. Look at the picture in this post. That’s only one small patch of Earth that has so much greatness to it. So much beauty. People are like this. People everywhere. I think everyone has a time (long or short) in life when they get stuck and have lost sight of the thing that calls them out to live and honor their true heart. It’s worth digging out at all cost. Allow the shift. The allowing is missing.


I walked through Hell, partially aware. And I came out the other side loving my heart. I came out the other side knowing what is in my heart and knowing my strength. I found out I am stronger than I ever gave myself credit for. I can do anything I truly desire, because I let my heart open to true, full love for one in spite of the hell I saw coming at me, and then I let my heart break because of it.

My heart remains open and therefore I am free. I didn’t die, I came alive – more alive than I ever imagined I could. My life is my own to make of it what I will. Nothing else is more important because it all begins here. Right here. Authenticity. Presence, real presence.

This holiday season moves through virtually unnoticed by me. I’m too pre-occupied by the gift that, in retrospect, I was giving myself over the past three years: my own heart’s freedom to Be.

In my opinion, this is the core of all positive change, one person, one heart at a time, however life brings it on. And so I send out a perpetual prayer and blessing for every one to know their own heart intimately, truly. However you get there, it’s worth every damn step.

From where I stand, I see it is the true source of change on Earth for the best future we could hope for.


A New Chapter for Time & Healing Waves


It is a new day. Do you feel it? Life is changing fast. Time is no longer linear. It’s spreading out like a fractal. Beautiful. Like wearing roller skates that have 15 balls underneath and on the edge of each foot. Curiously weird. Disorienting and we have to learn to roll with it. It’s the only choice.

This morning I tweeted: “The time has arrived where “ritual” isn’t required for healing, though it is of help for focus & conscious connection to gratitude. Bless.” This is my experience. I’m working as an energy healer in a well-established chiropractic/acupuncture clinic in the Fairhaven district of Bellingham now. (I finally, and gratefully, found the home that feels right for my multi-dimensional work in a healthcare setting. I’ve come home within and without.) In the sessions, it has been my visceral and energetic experience that the healing is much more direct than before. I have the option to perform the preliminary steps I am used to, but have discovered they are not required to get the work done. The healing wave moves directly and quickly on countless levels simultaneously, having an effect on tissues, bones, skin, blood, skills, perceptions, symptoms, alignments, dis-ease, etc.; spanning from the initial energy layer that houses the dis-orienting shift outward. The trickle down effect (or wave) begins to take shape, just as it did when the wave of symptomatic shifts flowed through (either slowly or quickly….) The new wave is moving through. Healing takes place outside of any agenda I may personally have as the practitioner. It is none of my business. I energetically step aside and allow myself to function as a multi-dimensional tuning fork in the session at a high, white light level. Now all this can take place without my preliminary doings. Wild! I am getting used to it.

This poem: A New Day Must Rise came through last month. It literally tumbled out of me. One phrase comes from the track “Chant” on Xavier Rudd’s Live in Bonnaroo cd:  “Like mountains with holes where trees used to be.” It was playing when the poem started to pour out. Have you ever had words do that? Just tumble out? It’s a gentle feeling at times, other times it’s pounding on the door wanting to be aired/written/shared. I wonder how much of this goes “kind of” unnoticed as simply a fleeting thought. I wonder if more people tuned into these moments, how much more heart-based communication would rise up.

People need to hear you. Yes they do. They need to hear who you truly are, unarmored, unadorned, unplugged. Remember that the judgment you put on yourself and your own creative expression is far more harsh than anyone out there could direct at you. It gets twisted up if you let it. Don’t let it. Just don’t.

Instead: Let that creative day rise up in you and share where you will.

Blessings and being blessed.

(The image of the bird on my arm in this post is the Spirit Bird that symbolizes my work and guides me. She’s a Red Tail Black Cockatoo from Australia. She came through to say, among other things, that the expanding shift in the healing work is happening. Aho!)

Dad Shared the Sky. Mom Shared the Earth.

The past 7 years have taught me to expect change, and to expect it often. It wasn’t my personal agenda, but my whole life has started over at least four times in those years. Finding solace through all that change has been vital. Where to find it? Nature. Go to it at every opportunity. The ocean is the place I choose, sometimes the woods where a beautiful waterfall runs. Since my last post, I moved closer to the ocean. I feel more at peace with access to it essentially right outside my front door. What a blessing. When I’m in nature, I carry the young memories of walking outdoors with my parents.

A recent post on Facebook by Wayne Dyer, which included a beautiful poem by Mary Oliver, really struck home for me:

“Follow your children.

Together you will

learn to pay attention:

how to kneel down

in the grass;

how to be idle

and blessed;

how to stroll

through the field;

how to lead a wild

and precious life.” ~ Mary Oliver (This is written as it was on Facebook)

This poem reminds me of the times my dad would carry me outside in his arms after dinner, to walk in our big yard and look for the moon through the trees. I was about 2 years old. He would walk where I pointed and we would find the moon together. And, the memories of day walks in nature with my mom.  She and I would collect interesting rocks, and beautiful field flowers; the field grasses towering over my head. Occasionally we would stop to listen to the water flowing in the stream near our house. These were the best days of my childhood, like medicine to my young heart. I needed that peace and companionship as a very sensitive, aware-without-words (intuitive) little person.

Mom will be 90 next February. She is such an important woman in my life. She’s helped me get through some deeply tough times. The spirit of my father visits me often since 2003, guiding me, comforting me, encouraging me. 45+ years later, I walk in nature to soothe my soul through all the changes. I feel blessed and I feel grateful.

In surfing through all the changes, I realized that in this life, I’m called to witness people’s inner aliveness and connection to Self; and when needed, to support that connection in Spirit Bird healing sessions, intuitive readings, and through insight drawings. We can work together and be the change!

Rise Up and feel blessed! The path is gently lit.

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