Last night I was watching the new Ken Burn series on the American Revolution when I recalled an experience I had in 2017, while visiting my family in Annapolis, Maryland. In seventh grade I was a young girl who had just moved from Washington State to Omaha, Nebraska to live with my dad, his new wife and her three children, all younger than me.  Always an average student, we were tasked with memorizing the Declaration of Independence, and the entire U.S. Constitution. For our

In March 2025, my psychic development group was given the challenge to connect with a deceased person through mediumship (it could be any...

I preface this post sharing a few of my assumptions about reincarnation. First, that it exists, of that I am certain. I have...

(A developing reflection, written from the time of this dream in March 2017 until now.) As I’ve shared in past blog posts about dreams,...