Posts Tagged ‘Friendship’

Fall Colors in Fading Light

David and I have guests arriving from Amsterdam on Monday. Half-Dutch David has known Seth for 33 years, since his two years in Amsterdam after college, and they used to visit each other when David flew regularly to Europe for work. They’ve not seen each other in six plus years since David changed jobs, and I’ve never met Seth or his wife Dorothea. We’re all excited for this synchronously manifested time together.

From Monday, September 16 through Sunday, September 22, we’ll use our house as home base for all sorts of day trip adventures, and they’ll pass through again later the following week. All of which means I will have no session availability and very minimal email time for the next week. I will check emails at least once per day, and people can schedule sessions for later this month and into October. I won’t be blogging unless something really nudges me to do so.

I thought I’d leave everyone with a taste of Autumn beauty before the coming Fall Equinox. I know many clients, friends and myself experienced a bittersweet week — a time of rich growth and harvests, but also recognition that with growth comes change. I spent many sessions comforting sobbing clients during the Pisces Moon. Some felt embarrassed or confused by such powerful emotions, while others know they carry multitudes within them. To me, it all felt perfectly timed with the changing seasons here in the Northern Hemisphere.

“This, too, shall pass” is always true, whether joy or pain, spring blossoms, summer fruit, or fall colors and frostbitten plants. When the land goes to sleep in winter, it regenerates itself for spring. Meanwhile, I invite you to enjoy the moment wherever you are. Here’s how things look and feel this late afternoon at Dra’Faven:

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Wishing you all a gorgeous week! Enjoy some of that Aries Moon vigor. That Pisces phase was intense! Much love and catch you on the other side of the Equinox …

Old Friends and New Eyes

This week brought dear friends to visit whom I’ve known since 2001, back in my Seattle days. We took our Reiki Master Teacher training together in 2002, and they are among a very small set of people I still know from my brain injury days. When we met, we soon realized we had lived on the same block in Evanston, IL … but two years apart. Unbeknownst to us at the time, Wendy also lived in New York City back in my pre-TBI days when I traveled there every other week for work. Our lives have mixed and almost matched all over the country for decades.

The Hess family moved outside Charlottesville, VA about 17 years ago, and David and I saw artist and engineer, Bill Hess, a few years ago when we still lived in Goshen, IN, while taking care of David’s parents. Bill passed through en route to a glass installation in Michiana, but I hadn’t seen Wendy Vigdor-Hess for 14 years! Bill and a newly pregnant Wendy drove up to PA on one my trips to Bethlehem when I still lived in Tahoe. It was so great to meet their children — Sol and Thea — in person.

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We had a whirlwind two-day visit on their way to a long weekend in Chicago. Above, you can see us all in Muskegon, Michigan, where Bill and Wendy got engaged so many years ago. We actually got to see the very spot. I’ve talked with Wendy on the phone during those 14 years apart, but it’s always so much fun when in-person visits just pick right up as though no time at all has passed. Continue reading

Reiki 1 Kalamazoo, Plus a Possible Lake Tahoe Workshop this Fall

The next Reiki Level 1 Certification class will take place in Kalamazoo in mid-April.

Pending interest, my sweet Faery Twin Tania Marie and I are also in early stages of planning a visit and possible co-hosted 11/11 workshop at Lake Tahoe. Details below.

REIKI LEVEL 1 CERTIFICATION CLASS

WHERE: Private residence in Kalamazoo (address provided upon registration)
WHEN: Sunday, April 15, 2018 from 10 a.m. – 4 p.m.
COST: $175. (Pre-registration required. $25 discount if prepaid by 4/1)

Reiki (pronounced “RAY-key”) is an ancient method of healing from Tibet. “Rei” means “universal” and “ki” corresponds to the “life force energy” known as Chi or prana in other Eastern systems like acupuncture or yoga. Thus, Reiki refers to the healing qualities of “universal life force energy.” Rediscovered in the late 19th century by a Japanese monk named Mikao Usui, Reiki works on physical, mental and emotional levels, restoring balance to body, mind and spirit. After completing this workshop, students will be certified Reiki 1 practitioners.

Instruction includes:

• History, nature, and science of Reiki.

• The Reiki Principles, Precepts & Ethics

• Experiencing Reiki energy

• Discussion of 21-day cleanse

• Essence scanning process

• Giving a Reiki treatment with hand positions

• Practice self-treatment hand positions

• Treating animals and plants

• What a Reiki lineage represents

• Legal responsibilities as a Reiki Practitioner

• Reiki Level 1 Attunement(s)

• Establishing a Reiki practice

• Using Reiki with other healing arts.

Reiki Master Teacher, Medical Intuitive, Life Coach and author Laura Bruno has an international healing business and has practiced and taught Reiki certification classes throughout the United States since 2002. For more information or to register, please contact Laura here. Space is limited, so please register early to reserve your spot.

 

POSSIBLE 11/11 WORKSHOP  WITH TANIA MARIE AND LAURA BRUNO

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The Faery Twins are planning a visit this Fall, and we thought that maybe, just maybe we’d co-host a workshop. Possible topics include: Faeries, Manifestation, Manifesting with the Faeries, Tuning into Nature, Everyday Magic, or some other inspiration TBA. We’re just putting out feelers right now. If we offer it, the class would occur on Sunday, 11/11/18 at Tania and Dave’s beautiful home and land in Lake Tahoe. Please let us know if you’re interested.

Fly Free, T-Bird! We love you.

David and I just learned that our dear friend, Tim Martin, passed away yesterday. He was and is a beautiful soul and will be deeply missed. I mentioned him after the first of our moves to Kalamazoo: “Thanks again to our superhero friend Tim, aka T-Bird, for all the above and beyond help this weekend.” “Above and beyond” was right.

Tim was not afraid of Death. We spoke of it often, not in a morbid way, but in a natural cycles, Faery Realm, and depth psychology way. On Wednesday he texted me: “Interesting that my first memory is of my brother and I looking for snakes in a brush pile considering how my whole life can be seen as a chthonic journey; realized this this morning on the drive in”

I usually get a heads up when someone close to me is about to pass — sometimes months ahead of time with a 24- to 48-hour window of time when they’ll pass. I’ve had heads up about clients’ relatives I’ve never met, my grandparents’ deaths, my father’s death, death date of a friend’s husband and then sensed her own death. I don’t share this information, because you never truly know, and also I don’t want to give anyone any self-fulfilling prophecies.

But Tim’s passing came as a shock. As his best friends, we are deeply grieving the loss.

We knew he was going through a massive shift, and he sensed it would occur before Winter Solstice. Looking through texts and emails, there were many signs that his liberation might be a bit more dramatic than anyone, including Tim, anticipated.

Tim was a very, very good friend. A huge orb of love in an aching world. He wrote gorgeous poetry and was a voracious reader, always learning, always seeking truth. I used to call him Tim Bombadil after Tolkien’s character, Tom, my favorite from Lord of the Rings. He’s the only Cancer male I’ve ever managed to stay friends with, a 7/7 baby, magical to the core. He loved the Earth as his Mother, made beautiful altars and photographs, offered whiskey to faeries, and his daily communing with Nature surpassed most people’s once-in-a-lifetime peak mystical experience. We texted so often I needed to delete the text streams every six weeks to free up memory on my phone. Now I wish I’d kept them all.

His daughter Eimhear (“ever”) was the light of his life, and we send so much love to her and her family right now.

In a recent text, Tim told me he wanted to be reincarnated as a Nac Mac Feegle. He had nagged me into reading “The Wee Free Men” and then got me hooked on Terry Pratchett’s Tiffany Aching series. In gathering some poems and recent words for his ex-wife and daughter, I felt led to look up this quote about Granny Weatherwax, which, if you knew Tim as we do, you’d find so clearly applies to him, too, in his sacred grove.

And yes, Tim had a truly sacred grove, which we were blessed to enter with him on more than one occasion:

“Tiffany thought of the little spot in the woods where Granny Weatherwax lay. Remembered.

And knew that You had been right. Granny Weatherwax was indeed here. And there. She was, in fact, and always would be, everywhere.”
Terry Pratchett, The Shepherd’s Crown

As David said in a 3-way text stream with Tim on Friday, “Fly, T-Bird, fly!”

We love you, Tim. Nice to have such a brilliant ally on the Otherside, but we will miss your laugh, your constantly changing ideas, and your bear hugs. We’ll miss your great big heart that overworked itself all these years. Now you can love and be loved with no limitations.

Blessed Be, my friend. You were and are such a blessing in our lives.

Tania Marie and Me: Equinox Visit and Cosmic Adventures with Our D’s ~ Part 2

Continuing on from where we left off in Part 1, Tania Marie, our Dave/David’s and I found ourselves at Cave of the Mounds — a stunning, prehistoric, subterranean world, carefully preserved since its discovery in 1939. You can see just a small selection of David’s photos from our guided tour below:

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Someone kindly managed to snap a photo of the four of us, quite the feat with everything either pitch black or brilliantly highlighted:

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Above ground we found butterfly and herb gardens, the top of a huge sinkhole we saw from below, and various trails “through time.” David caught Tania and me hamming it up as we “stopped to smell the roses.”

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After Cave of the Mounds, we faeries couldn’t resist going to nearby Mount Horeb, “the troll capital of the world!” Here we are on Trollcam, showing off Tania’s matching key tattoo:

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Since he missed our prehistoric peeps photo, we asked David to rest with us awhile on this kindly troll’s bench:

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Afterwards, we did some shopping, and then look who we saw on our way back home:

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We returned to their “Magick Bus” RV, where the guys took a Wisconsin brew break with New Glarus Indigenous IPA, while Tania and I enjoyed Live soda flavored kombuchas. Who knew cola and root beer could be so healthy?! Vegan pizza and salads followed at Roman Candle Pizzeria.

With our time together winding to a close, we realized we had not gotten any photos of baby Cosmo with “Auntie Laura,” so we all gathered again at the Magick Bus the next morning. Tania made smoothies from the greens I’d harvested from our garden, and we spent quality time with the world’s snuggliest rabbit. You could call this photo T.L.C.:

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Our 11 a.m. checkout time loomed near, so we said our goodbye’s and headed our separate ways — Tania and Dave West to Iowa, and David and me to meet our Madison friends for lunch before heading East to Goshen. We’ve already got some ideas in the works for the next trip, but with the four of us very much in flux and synchronicity so obviously at play in our lives, time and sync winks will tell where and when we meet again. I was telling David on the way home just how grateful and lucky I feel to have such a loving romantic partnership with him and such a deep, beautiful friendship with Tania … and now we both know and love Tania’s Dave, as well. So much laughter and love:

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A New Definition of Evangelism

Reader Cindy sent me an email with the subject heading, “There’s a ghost in my machine!” I loved her email and machine haunting so much that she gave me permission to share with others here:

after posting on your blog about Goshen/Carmel, I looked up “evangelical” and found this entry –
“Evangelism is the preaching of the gospel or the practice of giving information about a particular doctrine or set of ponies to others with the intention of having a magical friendship others to strengthen the elements of harmony.”

I loved the part about a “set of ponies” – and “magical friendship” sounds good too!

(will never think of ‘evangelical’ quite the same way again!)

LOL, neither will I. I don’t know what translator came up with that definition, but if someone wants to offer a set of ponies, intends to have a magical friendship and strengthen elements of harmony, then that evangelical is preaching to this choir.

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Blast from the Past

Last night, I texted my sweet, silly, favorite traveling buddy Tania Marie that she would “be happy because I gave myself bangs again.” I knew she’d get a kick out of that simple text, and sure enough, we both took a stroll down memory lane back to when she visited me in Chicago in 2010. For some bizarre reason, the first thing we did together after honoring my favorite tree on the shores of Lake Michigan that I visited every day while living there …

Tania Marie and me with "Tree" in 2010

Tania Marie and me with “Tree” in 2010

… was hack off part of my hair. We then spent the rest of the trip “reclaiming” Rockefeller, Draco, Egyptian and big bankster areas — a whirlwind faery giggle fest through some of the least likely spots you’d expect to find a faery.

The next day, we climbed all 271, windy steps to the top of Rockefeller Memorial Chapel:

At the top of Rockefeller Chapel in Chicago

At the top of Rockefeller Chapel in Chicago

and sat at the carillon to (pretend) play the bells:

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This photo always cracks us up, because Tania looks so hilariously buff, and I am clearly makin’ mischief.

The next day, began with bindi’s and fresh juice:

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… then we hit the University of Chicago’s Oriental Institute, causing a ripple giggle fest in the couple we asked to snap our photo:

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We can behave ourselves, though, too:

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We continued winding our way to the downtown area, where we had to visit “The Bean” …

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… which contorts and distorts in all sorts of funny ways when you look into it:

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Tania sent me the photos last night as we texted, because I had lost mine in a computer crash after I quit Facebook. We had to marvel at how many photos we took on the Chicago trip (hundreds) and not a one on our most magical Mendocino Adventure in 2009. I can’t believe it’s been nearly four years since T and I have hung out in person! Fun times from afar, but a visit elsewhere is long overdue …

Miles to go

Here’s to friendship, feasting, laughter, memories and more to come! Wishing everyone such fun. Happy Mercury Retrograde!