How do we survive? We survive because of God’s grace, the grace of invisible angels and miraculous helpers, and of course, the momentary boosts of energy that waft our way mysteriously. When I think of the past year, unemployed, looking for work, finishing a novel I had been struggling to complete, I know it could have been worse. I consider the life of the Russian writer, Pavel Petrovich Bazhov (1879-1950)
Read MoreFrom a place of retrospect, it makes sense that she was so curt in her response. With over fifteen thousand subscribers to her channel, each video getting three thousand plus views, why would she change her channel’s format? Suffering was the secret to her success. When you’re not sick, how can you have the attention? Where is your identity now? Healing would mean shooting the goose laying the golden egg.
Read More…with my Opa. After all my research, I finally understood that my body back in March 1997 was expressing a latent grief. I thought of a friend’s sister. Jess had got the Crohn’s disease following her grandmother’s hit-and-run accident. The raging sorrow. My gut back then at the age of 17 was crying. It was doing the weeping for me.
Read MoreWhen the flames broke out and rose again, it almost consumed my ship. After a disastrous bout in the hospital, one where I was humiliated and patronized by physicians, I started to turn away from the medical community to learn more about the power of spirituality and emotional healing. Drugs could only go skin deep. I needed to remove the true source of the disease’s fire.
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