100 love lights at Camp Dart-Lo

On Tuesday, August 10, I was invited to spend the day at Camp Dart-Lo, the Campfire Day Camp on the banks of the Little Spokane River in North Spokane. Under a witness cottonwood that shades the camp’s fishin’ hole, I met with nearly 100 children, ages 3 to 14, to talk about this past year and a half and how it has felt for them to live through it. No surprise: it’s been tough.

After talking a bit, I led each small group in a short guided meditation that they can repeat on their own whenever they need — whenever the world and life feel out of control, whenever they feel small or unsure or anxious or afraid or powerless. In this meditation, we learned to stop, to find ourselves where we are. Then we learned to calm our bodies and minds through deep breaths and connecting with the Earth at every point our bodies are touching it. Then we turned inward to find the spark of light that lives in our hearts, our love light, even if it is hiding behind dark clouds or tall walls. When we were ready, we grew our lights — past bones and through blood and all the spaces in-between, all the way to the edges of our skin. We held it there inside us, healing, strengthening, until our skin simply couldn’t hold it anymore. Then, with love and empowered bodies and voices, we allowed our light to burst through and shine like a star.

When we know where we are in the world and we feel safe again, our bodies can relax. By helping our bodies, we help our minds. Then when we turn on our inner power, we really do have the strength and wherewithal to handle anything this life has in store for us. We cannot control others and we cannot t control all that is happening in the world right now, but we do have the power to control how we respond. And when we are empowered to do that, whatever comes next will be better.

After our meditation, we all spent time sitting on the ground in the forest, drawing ourselves with our love lights shining full blast. Because that’s how we’re going to connect with each other, and that’s how we’re all going to get through whatever it is that’s coming next.

Love lights, on.

Grounding Art Hike for Families with Friends of the Bluff

It’s challenging enough sometimes as adults to navigate all that we are experiencing in this world right now, just think about how hard it might be as a kid. We are emerging from a long year of change and isolation and, in lots of cases, heartbreak, and it’s been hard for all of us. For little people, who often feel like they’re just along for the ride, it’s been a time steeped in seeming powerlessness.

On the morning of July 18, invited by Friends of the Bluff to kick off their first annual Brush on the Bluff event, I led a group of families on a grounding art hike. We took a short walk into the woods from the base of Spokane’s High Drive Bluff Park and found a shady spot under the Ponderosas. Then we started talking about our year. Through conversation, a guided meditation, and an introspective session of drawing what we see, we learned that when the world starts to seem hazy or dark, and we feel emotions of anxiety or fear growing inside, and we start to feel that we have no power to do anything or change anything, it’s time to stop and reconnect. When we do stop and find connection again, with ourselves and with the world, we allow our bodies and minds to calm down and we can find within us our own unwavering light, our own power, and our own hope. When we reconnect with that love at the core of us, we know where we are again, and who we are, and we can move with confidence into the fray. It was a helpful lesson for the kids, ages 5-11, and a hopeful reminder for all their big people too.

I’m grateful to Friends of the Bluff for allowing me to be part of such a beautiful community event.

Spirit Release: A Lost Prospector Stumbles on a Way Home

It’s rare that I do Spirit Release anymore, but I recently helped a longtime client clear an intrusive spirit that was affecting her. It was such a classic case of how intrusive energies can influence us, and it ended up being so amusing in so many ways, that I’ve decided to share the story.

When my client contacted me, she had been feeling out of sorts for three weeks. She wrote: “I have found that I am out of energy and totally not myself. I can’t bring myself to pray and this feels like something seriously deep rooted, not just something I don’t feel like doing for that one day. I am seriously not able to concentrate, I feel like I am looking out from someone else’s eyes, and my mood is not my own.”

What the client shared with me are telltale signs of intrusive energy:

  1. A distinct sensation of feeling “not oneself”
  2. Feeling like you are regarding the world through someone else’s eyes
  3. Feeling uncharacteristically tired and heavy
  4. Knowing that your mood or emotional reaction is not your own

She was right to contact me. It turns out there were other symptoms too, that came up later.

When I tuned in energetically, I saw that a clearing would be helpful to her, but I received her request at the end of the day and I was too tired to help her right then. To give her some relief until I could return to the work the next morning, I moved the most challenging energy away from her field and contained it.

In the morning when I reconnected, I saw a dejected male spirit, who himself had been carrying some dark energy (heavy, negative, sometimes powerful and destructive intrusive energy that can influence attitude and behavior). This dark energy is what I had separated from him and from her the evening before.

I understood that the name of the spirit I was meeting was Bog Gordon. Bog. This was nickname that made complete sense to me the more I spent time with him and got to know him.

This spirit had died during the years of California gold prospecting. This was an impression that came from what he was wearing and carrying, where he connected with my client, and a general inexplicable knowing that comes from spiritual connection of this nature. He was unwashed with ragged clothes and weathered skin, and had a mane of matted black hair. He looked like he had had a hard go of it, in life and after. He was an unhappy fellow. He felt a bit broken by the world and stuck.

I got the sense that this spirit had stumbled into my client’s energy field by accident, and once he was there, he had the sudden and unexpected sensation of feeling alive again. It was a surprise to him that he could connect with a living person, which is interesting, because he had been here on Earth after death for a long time. I felt deeply the year 1849 as the year of his death.

Bog was tired, and that tired energy did carry over to my client, but I also felt that his energy was just so different than hers that it was very draining for her. He recently had started to get frustrated with her for being weary and not wanting to do much anymore. He had no idea that it was actually his presence that was making her feel so exhausted. His foul mood significantly influenced her and became her foul mood.

When I joined him, he leapt up into my presence and immediately started demanding that I give him his power back. He got so close that it actually made me laugh. (Imagine being with a phrenetic person on a Zoom call who brings his face so close to the camera and moves around so erratically that all you see on your screen are close-ups of his mouth, his nose, one eye, the other eye. Think of how you might react. For some, maybe it would have been frightening. Sympathizing with his desperation, I just calmly watched him and let him speak to release all that pent up energy until he was done.) The power to which he was referring was the energy that I had disconnected from him and set aside the night before. He felt stripped of his influence because he had come to believe that that energy was all his own. It was not. He still had all that had ever been his, he just didn’t know it.

I comforted him by talking to him and wrapping him in the energy of love. At first, he wanted none of it. He was cranky and demanding, still wanting his “power” back. I had a very distinct vision that when I removed the dark energy from him the night before, he felt so wronged and frustrated that he threw down the pick ax he was carrying in a tantrum and slumped into a petulant whine-of-a-posture — arms crossed, bottom lip out. This, too, I found so funny, watching it all unfold. To his thinking, this poor guy just couldn’t catch a break. In reality, though, he had had a choice all the way along his journey to choose his responses and to make decisions that would have significantly altered his perception. He was stuck in the victim happy place. He had made himself miserable.

By the time I invited his Spirit Guide to come join us to escort him back to Spirit Realm, he was ready to go and he moved on easily. Then I turned to the energy that I had separated from him the night before and sent that back to Source as well, all in love.

Gold Rush era pick ax collection, via Rumble Box Studio on Pinterest. Bog’s looked like the third from the left.

When I was finished with my work, I contacted my client to tell her she was all clear. She told me that right after I had compartmentalized the dark energy the night before, she felt a sudden, sharp, piquing pain on the upper left side of her head. After that, she felt clear-eyed and able to function again. She told me that when that happened, she felt a distinct and inexplicable need to giggle, which she did, crying out through her laughter, “You bastard!” We both laughed at this. That must have been when Bog had thrown down his pick in rage and had given up all hope. It seems that perhaps unconsciously, my client was somehow aware of the humor in poor Bog’s tantrum.

I explained to her my impression that Bog’s spirit guides helped him connect with her. She is very good about managing her own energy and consciously protecting her field from intrusive energies. It made no real sense that she would have an attachment given the care she takes. Because of this, it seems that there was a greater plan at work. It was time for this man to get back Home to continue his soul journey, and since he didn’t know what to do, his guides helped him connect with my client.


She said she was fine with that and was happy to help, but that what she had missed the most was praying. It had felt as if there was a fearful block against prayer, especially against her connection with Kali. Again, I laughed. Kali is the Hindu goddess of time, destruction, creation, and power. Though often misunderstood, she is always a force to be reckoned with. Upon first glance and not knowing anything about her, Kali would be intimidating at the least. More likely, she would be utterly terrifying. Everything I had learned about Bog told me that if he had come across Kali, or even the idea of her, he would have run as fast as he could in the other direction.

My client shared that when Bog was with her, she felt nothing was going to work out for her. She felt that it wasn’t even worth trying anymore. This made complete sense in getting to know the lost spirit that was with her. Bog had found no gold during his life. He had been completely unsuccessful in striking it rich. He lived a life of disappointment that turned into destitution and desperation. When he died, he was not ready to give up his search. He stayed here on Earth after his death to keep looking for gold. In the 172 years that have passed since then, Bog lost all hope whatsoever. He was truly stuck. And then he came across my client. I suspect with great hep from his guides, he stumbled into her. Then his luck changed. When she called me, Bog finally got to go Home.

My client is all well and happy again. “I feel amazing,” she wrote to me. “I have good energy and good thoughts! I can’t complain at all.”

There is one more amusing bit to this story.

“Oh my god,” she shared on the day of the clearing. “I have been snoring like crazy these last few days as well. I don’t usually snore unless I have a cold. I wonder if that will stop too!”

Again, I laughed. “There is no way that guy was not a snorer.” I told her.

The next day, I checked in. Any snoring?

“Nope,” she wrote. “No snoring at all! Ha! so fascinating! I am amazed at how much spirits can affect us!”

I love this story so much. It is a guidebook example of what can happen to us when we earthbound spirits interfere with our energy. It also goes to show that sometimes, these interactions can be true gifts to the lost or confused spirits. Ultimately, my client did Bog Gordon a genuine kindness. She helped him return to Spirit Realm to continue his soul journey. Here on Earth after death, he had been stuck. Now that he is reconnected to Source, he may heal and learn. Eventually he’ll return to Earth as someone different to continue his lessons to evolve in love.

If you feel that you are in need of spirit release for yourself, feel free to contact me. I will refer you to one of my trusted colleagues and friends who continue to regularly do this work.

Reconnecting Outside: Private Art in Nature Hike with the EWU Degree Completion Team at Turnbull National Wildlife Refuge

Yesterday, I joined the EWU Degree Completion team at Turnbull National Wildlife Refuge for a private engagement Art in Nature Hike. The team’s director asked me to create an experience for her colleagues to facilitate an experience of decompression after a challenging year of all-remote work and to bring them all together again in person to talk and connect before they resume their work back in the office on July 1. She wanted to share with them a new and different way to connect with each other again in nature after so long of only ever seeing each other on computer screens.

Private Art in Nature Hike
The EWU EagleCare Network Team at Turnbull National Wildlife Refuge

Our tailored immersion included a light hike, a grounding meditation, a creative briefing and suggested prompt to inspire the artists, time to work quietly, and non-judgmental sharing time. I made special care packages for each participant that included the art supplies they would need for the day, a fresh-baked cookie, and a special affirmation card — each one different, and each one intended to be just the cheer that the recipient needed at that moment.

This past year has been challenging for all of us. Grounding and gratitude are always important to our wellbeing, but they are a particularly potent remedy to our mental and emotional strain right now. Immersing yourself in nature is a beautiful way to bring yourself back into your body and back into the moment. Art in Nature workshops not only invite you outside, they encourage you to stop while you’re there, to focus on yourself and where you are, and then to create art. This small-group experience is an opportunity for you to connect with the world around you and to bring yourself deeper into conscious awareness through the simple act of drawing what you see.

Please check out my open-invitation upcoming Art in Nature Hikes, or contact me directly if you are interested in a special engagement for your group or business.

Emerging From the Goo: New Website and Office, Limited Summer Appointments, and New Connect and Create Workshops

Have you ever given much thought to metamorphosis? As of late, I have. Did you know that when caterpillars tuck into their cocoon sleeping bags for their snooze of transformation, the long fuzzy-bodied beings that they have always been melt away (if you allow me to be liberal here) into a living teaspoonful of goo, akin to the primordial variety. Then, through a miraculous burst of cell growth and differentiation, they fundamentally, compositionally change into the winged creatures of spring, endowed with completely different properties and strengths and abilities. And the cool thing is that when they’re ready to break out into life again, these butterflies go out and do their proud and pretty thing freely and naturally, never once resenting their former worm-like leaf-eater selves or their catalyzed slime selves, nor really giving these phases much thought, because that’s just what has to go down for them to become beauties.

You and I, we’ve been a dollop of primordial goo this past year. And now, or recently, or soon, we’ll be breaking out into life with some whole new skills or offerings or understandings. Holding on to what we were or did before or resenting the state of in-between from which we’re emerging doesn’t really serve us here. Stretching our wings to fly takes a conscious awareness of ourselves in our lives, right here and now, and realizing that — whoa! wow! — we have wings! This is our metaphorical metamorphosis. And yes, this applies just as much to our life-to-life-to-life transformations as it does to what we’ve all been going through this past year. 

After 15 months of tucking in, closing my downtown Spokane office, and then temporarily (though I thought it was permanently at the time) closing my practice altogether, I’m happy to share that, like many of you, I’m gently and carefully moving back into life and work again. And things look a bit different now.  How?

• I have a new website.

• My office is now in my home on Spokane’s South Hill.

• After a year and three months, I’m opening slowly to welcome clients one on one. I’ll be offering limited office appointments during the summer as we continue to emerge from COVID. I’m currently booking regression therapy or between-life spiritual regression sessions for May 17 – June 17. I will be available for special office appointments and remote energy healing during July and August. I am also happy to book appointments now for when I’m back on my regular schedule after September 2. Please note that because my office is in my home, I do require that people who come to see me here are vaccinated. If you are not vaccinated and you don’t plan to be, perhaps consider a remote energy healing session or joining one of my new workshops.

• I am offering new workshops! My Connect and Create Workshops celebrate the acts of connection (with self, with each other, with nature, with our voices) and creation (of ideas, of stories, of art, of abundance) that ground, empower, and delight us. These writing and art workshops allow us to come together, sometimes virtually and sometimes outside in nature, to heal, release, ground, expand or amplify — whatever it is that we need. I’ve created a schedule of options for personal participation and I also offer special engagements for businesses, groups, or teams. 

It feels good to be moving again, to be welcoming, to be creating, to be alive. I look forward to connecting with you soon in whatever way feels right to you. In the meantime, stretch those new wings and enjoy the spring!