Unpacking My Baggage

I have a confession to make. I have an obsession with birds. Not in a lesbian sorta way, but in a David Attenborough sorta way. When I was young I do not remember having this fascination with birds. I do remember sitting out on the patio in Georgia with my beloved Grandmother watching the birds …

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Bring It To The Light

I've written many times about the messages I receive. I have received messages since I was a child but did not always understand them as 'messages' and I still do not completely understand from where they originate. When a friend committed suicide I received a bombardment of messages from him. It was almost overwhelming. That …

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Three Butterflies

I've always felt that I receive communications from my grandmother via things with wings. This week I had three unusual interactions with butterflies. On Thursday I was working at my desk and a butterfly flew into the lounge and hovered by my desk then turned and flew back out. When I was telling Norman this …

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