Flying and the Owl’s Nest April 29, 1994 This morning while meditating I had a wonderful experience. I ran to the edge of a cliff and let go. I now know what it feels like to fly like a bird. I had no fear. I felt so free and as Read more
Vision of Grizzly Protection September 19, 2000 We were still camping in bear country in the wilds of B.C. and during my moon time I was always a little concerned. On this particular night as my moon time began I was a bit nervous going to sleep. We were alone Read more
The final load for storage. When we came out Tiffany was on the boxes – not to be forgotten…. How could we leave her behind? After the sweat, and after the Wheel was over. I was pretty tired, but in a very good space. A view of Read more
Disclaimer The stories and ideas contained in Finding Home are my own conclusions based on the dreams and visions I have had over the past fifty plus years. There is no way for me to prove those conclusions with physical evidence, therefore I feel it important to explain my position. Read more
Grama Grizzly 2000 This is the story of how I began my journey of healing the deep wounds of my past. It was a leap of faith for me that would affect my entire family, to take this trip and meet this woman who changed my life in such a Read more
Chapter 1 has been posted, and so we begin a new chapter tomorrow. I do hope despite some of the difficult stories you can begin to see the purpose behind telling them. During our time together as we worked on this book, Patrick has often said “You owe me big Read more
Man-grizzly Vision August 25, 1995 After I woke this morning I closed my eyes, relaxing in the moment before the day began. I saw a yellow light and in that light I saw the face of a grizzly bear. The face then changed into an Indian Warrior who was holding Read more
FreedomOne year we decided to go on a pilgrimage, facing our fears and challenging ourselves to live by the seat of our pants, no safety net. Not an easy thing to do in this day and age.We found ourselves living in a tiny cabin high up in the mountains above Read more
Grandmother March 28, 1997 It is difficult for me to describe in words the beauty of what I saw in this dream, and the gift it represented. Although I cannot say why, there were immense feelings attached to what I saw, an understanding it was not common practice to be Read more
On this road less travelled, I decided to stop and take a picture of every different flower I saw. I have been thinking of Maple Creek and the people I worked with. I think of them most every day, but right now it is Valentine’s Day and I used to Read more