Life, Spirit, and Health: the View from the Mountain
This story starts with a dog, and ends with another. It's long, and touches on sensitive subjects, with raw, open, honesty. The last 10 months have been quite a journey, full of sorrow, shock, a moment of extreme clarity, a lot of contemplation, reflection, unexpected dreams, and then resolution, when the dream became reality. It… Continue reading Saving Myself By Saving a Dog
"Veterinarians deal with death the most out of any medical profession." "Does it ever really get any easier, euthanization?" asked the first year student. "Every euthanization is difficult, but some hit harder than others..." - from "Vet School" (TV show, NatGeo Wild) Is there any such thing as a good death? A beautiful, peaceful, passing?… Continue reading A Good Death
Awake, yet again, in the deep of the night, I listen to the breeze sigh through the forest leaves, Sounding like the gentle caress of waves on the shore. My ever present companion, Kodi, Lays watchful at the end of the deck, As I turn to go sit in my porch swing. A loud snort… Continue reading The Deep of the Night
My spirit sister, Laurie, passed away, the day before yesterday, and I found this beautiful fantasy story, with characters based on myself and my youngest daughter, on her blog last night. An amazing last gift, one of many, from one who gave so much Love to the world, and to me.
Fly high, my sister, and enjoy the beautiful spring flowers!
Hello? Rhia a tall young woman with beautiful red hair, trailing down her back, was taking a walk past fields of grass through the lush green forest when she stopped short in front of the most beautiful image she had ever seen. She gasped, just staring at this magical wagon, with different colors, different textures. She said “Hello? again.” It was odd, she was sure she could hear whispers and giggling but she didn’t see anyone around. She felt incredibly safe so she climbed up the steps and peered into the wagon.
Rhia was a quiet but very strong young woman, having lived on the streets and shelters before, but as soon as she got to the top step she suddenly she felt a rush of happiness and love enveloping her. She never felt this feeling before. She walked around the carriage noticing the brilliant colors and daring to touch…
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Pull up a chair, my tribe, and I'll tell you a story, of the Before Times, which I rarely speak of - of my life before illness, which was an unusual one by anyone's standards. It is a bitterly cold night here on the Mountain, 8 degrees and snowy, and gazing at that snow, so… Continue reading Moonlight Diamond Benedictions, Beauty, and Magick
I went to my PCP (that's Primary Care Provider for those who don't know) last week for my monthly visit, and a new nurse takes me back to the room. It went something like this... Her: "You're here for a follow-up for...?" Me: Chronic fatigue Syndrome. Her: Oh, fatigue. So you're tired a lot. (As… Continue reading “Chronic. Fatigue. Syndrome. It’s An Illness.” – May 12: ME/CFS Awareness Day
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