A few weeks ago, I posted here the account of a client’s rescue dog who had a lot to say about his recent adoption. He transmitted that he’d actually had an awareness of her imminent arrival at the center, even be before she got there! It’s all in the airwaves!

Remember 'Saturday Questions?' It's happening again THIS SATURDAY — February 27th!
Check out the details! (Hope to see you there in Skype!)

Read about a new way to experience Valentine's Day in the latest eNewsletter!

Be sure to catch my interview tomorrow/Tues/26th on Starseed Academy Online Radio @ 7pm/Eastern // 4pm/Pacific! (Interviews are archived.)

It's always great fun with Lavandar and Arielle!

Everything is energy — and everything communicates. When I interpret multidimensional information in consultations ‘everything’ includes clients’ pets and plants, houses and cars, flowers and fairies, manuscripts and other creative projects-in-progress, the higher self of ex-spouses, cranky employers — and of course, messages from loved ones in the non-physical. It’s anyone’s guess as to who (or what) will show up in consultations, but it’s always, without fail, to transmit to me (telepathically) whatever will prove to be healing, insightful and enlightening for my client.

Here's the Illuminations eNewsletter for this Holiday Season!

(Hint: westward!)

The study of consciousness fascinates me, particularly the CONTINUUM of consciousness as it relates to my work. I witness first-hand, a never-ending stream of consciousness — complete awareness — coming from souls who've made their transition and transmit from the non-physical, and from those preparing for 're-entry,' before their imminent birth. I'm most intrigued when those pre-birth souls demonstrate awareness of their parents-to-be, and a clear sense of their upcoming mission.

When I first moved to NYC, back in the 90s, it took me a while to ease into the flow of that intoxicating city and not feel overwhelmed by its frenetic pace. One day, I found myself approaching the crosswalk on a crowded street, and soon became embedded in a huge cluster of pedestrians — professionals, shoppers, students — all apparently headed in my same direction. I trusted they were more in the NYC groove, so I let myself get pulled into their flow.

9/11/01. I took the first photo from my rooftop. Incredibly surreal to watch. So many souls went to the Light that day.
Here's what I journaled about the experience and in the days following the tragic event.