Great Grey Owl dream May 2, 1998 A dream about my beautiful friend the Great Grey owl. The dream began with Patrick and me walking up the hill at night. This was the foot of the mountain where we walked most nights to watch the stars. There were three different Read more
Blue Moon Gift February 28, 1998 This dream was a bit strange because of its twists and turns and events that seem to have nothing in common. But then, my life has also been strange, the many twists and turns taking me places I had trouble comprehending. The path to Read more
Reconciliation Terry, my adoptive sister came to me in a dream long before I began keeping a journal of my dream activity. I was surprised by this visit from her because we were never close, rather the opposite actually. In this dream which happened two years after her passing, she Read more
This is such a small collection of our family photos. Forgive me for not putting them in order; it was a labor I felt was unnecessary. It’s kind of fun to jump back and forth, like looking through a pile you found in your drawer. I had a great deal Read more
Family Attack This is quite a difficult story to write because of the implications against my immediate family and the serious intent to do us harm. During my divorce to Darrell our daughter suffered from sexual abuse inflicted at the very young age of three.* The way he manipulated his Read more
In this chapter we begin the year 1998, which was quite a difficult year in many ways. We faced challenges never expected which would forever change our family, in the end contributing to the fracturing of our lives as a whole. The Years 1998 & 1999 Being given the gift Read more
The Gatekeeper Humiliation originates from fear. The need for dominance and control of another are the acts of a coward and a sign of weakness, not strength. The Dragon was born on my art table through the necessity to exorcise ghosts from my childhood. Abuse is a form of control Read more
The Dragon dream In my late thirties I began to have some amazing dreams. Some of them were messages and some were more than dreams, they were visions. I kept diaries because I felt one day they might tell me more about myself and help me understand why I am Read more
My Birth Name July 2002 It was in July of 2002 when I was given the memory of my father naming me shortly after birth. On that same night I also had a dream of receiving the gift of a condor feather. It was placed in a long velvet case, Read more