Friday, February 28, 2014

New Moon

Tomorrow evening is February’s New Moon. Sweet Luna enters Pisces a water sign; both water and the New Moon hold a turning within, a gifting to see reflective qualities.

Many of us seem to be facing struggles in our lives which add heaviness to our journey and creative processes. With humility I have been moved to ask those in our circle and my family, while during this divine space tomorrow evening, I could hold specific prayer requests for you. Several have responded and this truly is an honor. There remains a strong call within me though that there are a few more of you who would like to be lifted in prayer. So, once more Spirit puts this forward; please feel free and safe and supported to send me any request via a private message, email, even a phone call.

During meditation this morning an impression was brought to encourage you who have entrusted me with your prayer request, to please, over the next few days, simply allow your attention to go towards your situation but, with tenderness and compassion meet and overlay that situation with a vision of a harmonious and healthy outcome, resolution, result. Really envision, letting the vision expand out through your mind’s eye and your crown, with crystal clarity, see this goodness. Now, simply, let this harmonious, healthy, clear vision gently stir emotions from deep within you. Then merge your vision and your emotions at your heart center and feel all the goodness, truth, joy, happiness, compassion, feel all the positive vibrations and allow all those high vibrations to fill you, carry you, and radiate from you, completely and holy.

So tomorrow, under the New Moon, I seek you in the reflective pool of Spirit. With deep gratitude and honor, blessings and pure love to you.

(TinyCat loves this space, BabyCat and Bear are sitting right near by)

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Thursday, February 13, 2014


February 12, 2006 was a Sunday. Jeff had been in the hospital, ICU, for over 2 months, 2 very painful, emotional, long months. Saturday evening, the 11th, he looked good, he was quite responsive and alert. Prior to dad arriving and me leaving this evening, Jeff and I in our odd way of communicating (as he couldn't speak or write) agreed things were going well. He felt pretty darn good and for the first time since he’d been in the hospital I was going to take a day off to spend with our 2 youngest boys. As I was leaving, I felt a comfort looking into his eyes, seeing a light, a sparkle I hadn't seen for far too many days.

Arrangements were made for sisters to take shifts spending Sunday with him. With confidence I entered Sunday a bit less burdened, my breath a bit less quickened and shallow. The day simply eased on with a surreal grace, nothing notably memorable other than the grace of which carried me though the day and cradled me into a deep peaceful sleep.

At about 3 AM Monday the 13th the peace was shattered by the ringing phone. I knew who was calling and why. There had been 2 previous early morning calls over the past 2 months; Jeff had crashed again. By about 6 AM he was stable. I needed to go home. From the shower I could hear the phone ring. I don’t want to go back, I can’t go back. Finally, I answered, it was our daughter Heather, “Momma you need to get here now, it’s time.”

Time, was a complete blur. Arriving, I cleared the space around his room of our children and family.  I watched as attempts were made to revive my husband, shocks, equipment, alarms, frenzy, panic for hours and yet time was a sluggish blur. There was an ICU nurse standing over Jeff, on his bed, working frantically, she’d look over at me and then at Jeff and back at me. His head was purple, his face ashen. I knew, I knew and then looking at me again, “What do you want us to do?” she asked.

“It’s enough.” I quietly said, “It’s enough.”

Family went to our house. I needed to wait for the coroner; it was something I just had to do.

When I got home, seeing all our families cars parked outside, I felt like whatever happened today was not real and I was coming home to a family gathering, a joyful family gathering. Jeff was there, his truck was home, of course, silly me, where have I been, there’s a family gathering and we’re all here, we’re all okay. Entering the kitchen I noticed a huge bouquet of roses, 2 dozen gorgeous, fragrant red roses. Hanging from the vase was a small wooden heart which read, “husband and wife together for life.”

Jeff’s sister, Tonya, came up to me and told me during her ‘shift’ with Jeff on Sunday, it took 4 hours for him to express and for her to finally understand his request. “He wanted you to have 2 dozen red roses delivered not on Valentine’s Day, the 14th, no, he was very specific they needed to be delivered on February 13th.

In Loving Memory
Jeff Frehner
2-26-60 - 2-13-06

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Simple is TruTh is Simple

A few days ago, while making a hotel reservation, I needed to speak to a ‘real live’ person. The reservationist was most polite and professional. She was able to get the details worked out, for which I needed to speak to someone about, and a room reserved. When asked my email address for receipt of confirmation, I gave her keepingitsosimple@gmail. To my unexpected surprise the professional reservationist, relaxed and, with hopeful anticipation that I might have the secret answer, asked, “Have you figured it out, how to keep it so simple?” With a little giggle I responded, “I’m still working on the details, but life, while it isn't easy, is so simple.”

Often when consulting with perspective life coach clients I hear with exasperation, “I just want my life to be easy!” I have learned, over the past few years, to not laugh at this statement, for having done so has probably cost me a few clients. It isn't that I laughed at them or at their desire for their life to be easy, I laugh because, well, from my experience, from all the research I've done, life isn't necessarily going to be nor intended to be easy.

What I have discovered, what I've learned, is that while life isn't always going to be easy, life is simple. When we peel the layers of our life back, peel back to the point of what we really want, or to what the real ‘issues’ confronting us are, we will find at that raw point lies the simplicity of desire and resolution. And, what else I've discovered by peeling back, opening up, is that what is exposed is pure truth. When we are true to self, to the divine within, and to our lives we will find simple is truth and truth is simple.