Mom Was Larger than Life by Virtue of her Willpower
Mom at 81 modeling a faux fur jacket from my sister Karen. She was totally unaffected by the presence of...
The Greatest Gift
It’s hard to imagine the liver of a mother from Indiana was once inside of Adam, inside of me. As...
Slappy Birthday, Adam! You Rock!
Adam’s image in a cloud on 03/30/14, Adam’s 31st Birthday RATED PG for irreverent sense of humor. Today is Adam’s...
Adam’s 11th Angelversary with an Update on Current Events
The famous Goofy Adam face. This week is Adam’s 11th Angelversary. The car accident that claimed his life occurred on...
Adam’s Last Gift
Adam’s last Christmas gift to Greg and me. He wrapped it in beautifully embossed black & white paper and wrapped...
My Father’s Day Gift from Heaven
A couple of weeks ago, I fell down a rabbit hole on ancestry.com looking for my great-great-grandfather Jones on my...
A Dog for a Day
Dear Father Time, may I please have the last two years of my life back? No? Ah, well, then I...
Adam’s Last Gift: The Universe in a Box
The telepathic exchange that occurred between mother and son that day was a moment outside of time I continue to revisit. Ever since the car accident that claimed Adam’s life a few weeks later, it has been my only means of direct communication with Adam. As extraordinary as it seems, our means of communication is no less real than any other means of communication. It’s so much more subtle, like the whisper of a whisper, which is why you can only hear it in the stillness.
A Dog, a Blog, and a Frog
“Alice didn’t spend all of her time down in the rabbit hole.
There’s ordinary reality and nonordinary reality.
A shaman lives with one foot in each world. The key is staying centered and grounded.
Both are real. One is extraordinary!
You never want to leave that place behind. Never stop going down the rabbit hole. That’s where your rich inner world lives.”
Conversations with Adam & God
👩 Hi Adam, I’m just now coming out of a funk that long overstayed its welcome. What I want most...
