Category: Power animals

We have more power than we know. It’s time to use it. I frequently dream about events before they happen. Sometimes I’ll have a frightening dream before a terrible event; I wrote here about a dream I had before Trump was elected the first time. And sometimes the images that come are beautiful and encouraging, …

Image © Texas Public Radio A couple of days ago, I asked for dream guidance and received two dreams about crossing borders. I am with a group of people who are trying to cross the border. We approach it in different ways, each with its own risks. We come with most of our belongings in …

Walking down the street to water our friends’ garden while they were on vacation, I heard the familiar call of a Northern flicker and looked up. Perched on a wire right above my head was a male, with his unmistakable tan belly, black spots and crescent-shaped chest patch. I’d never seen one quite so close. …

Our dreams can bring visions of horror, mystery and beauty. If we take a little time to sit with them, the meaning can emerge and enrich our lives. On January 28, the morning after the Republican administration’s ill-conceived, discriminatory executive order on travel and immigration wreaked havoc on airports nationwide and travelers worldwide, I had …

On April 1, I retire from my job at Group Health Research Institute. No kidding! It’s a big change; I’ve worked for Group Health Cooperative for almost all of the last 34 years, more than half of my life and almost half of Group Health’s. I chose that day for practical and logistical reasons, and …

What was happening in your life in the spring of 1996?  What seeds did you plant, and which ones are emerging now, 17 years later, in the heat and light of Solstice? Three weeks ago, we were in New York City visiting our son and his girlfriend, who live in Washington Heights, the northernmost part …

As my partner and I arrived at White River Falls Campground, the power, beauty and music of the falls filled our eyes and ears.  We were momentarily alone in this remote, small wooded campground along the riverbank northeast of Lake Wenatchee in Eastern Washington.  White spray danced above water as it thundered through a rock …