It was 1980, and I had just married my second husband, who happened to be an atheist. I was attending a church in town and had enrolled my eight-year old son into their school. It was an enrollment requirement that at least one of the parents attend the church. And in the beginning, I was happy to comply.
The Journey to Spirit #6: A Catholic Trip
Off we went to the mainland. I have always loved change, so I soon moved on to other things in the big city, not the least of which was my first boyfriend. The guys we hung around with were all Catholic. This would be my first introduction to organized religion. Could I have imagined the depth of its meaning?
Look Where You Want to Go
Over the years, a simple saying has helped me focus and move effortlessly along my chosen terrain – could they be words to live by?
A Journey to Spirit #5: The Clothesline Romance
Life was good. In his hay day, Boo ran The Boat House that sat next door to the Shady Rest on the beachfront in Qualicum. I can still smell the French fries and vinegar, their scent tantalizing my grumbling stomach after a full day of swimming and playing in the sun.
A Journey to Spirit #4: Memories
We weren’t perfect, but we certainly had fun. Summers were spent lounging on the porch of the old log house, dressing up and playing in the shed or enjoying a day at the beach. We played cards and Yahtzee, drank iced tea and listened through the heat as the sound of the bees zipped in and around us and then slipped away.
A Journey to Spirit #3: The “Buss Stop”
Every summer when I was a child was spent with my grandparents in Qualicum Beach, a small, quaint town on the East Coast of Vancouver Island in Canada. Their magical log home, missing square corners and fancy furnishings, was named ‘The Buss Stop’ …by me. This is why.
A Journey to Spirit #2: Meeting the Past
In 1989, my path took a radical shift in direction. The day I witnessed my mother’s Spirit leave her body gave me a powerful incentive for finding a better way to do my own life. What has happened since has been nothing short of Divine Guidance. These are excerpts from that journey.
Remembering Lisa
In fact, if you’d seen us later at the restaurant, laughing and talking in animated delight, you would probably not have guessed that we were a group gathered to mourn…and remember…our much-missed friend
Reminiscences of a Chemo Grad
When I was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2003, once I got over the initial shock and faced the long treatment process—which spun out ahead of me like a thread unraveling from a dropped spool— I think the scariest part was the thought that I might have to have chemotherapy.
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