In 1992 I received a precious gift from my friends in California. I was living in Arizona, and I missed having Morning Glory plants in my backyard. I had grown up with Morning Glories, bright purple and sometimes blue, winding their way up the sides of fences, their smiling flower faces turned towards the morning sun. I was fascinated by them from a tender young age, and I wanted to see them again.
Part 1 of this article was published in last week's newsletter. It was the nail-biting adventure in which I rescued a teeny spider that was floating in my toilet. Thankfully, it lived! I put it outside, turned off the bathroom light, washed my hands, and returned to the project at hand: making beef tamales, with lard as the base for the masa dough.
It was a cozy, but busy, morning a few days ago, and I thankfully had the energy to get things done. I’d been up since 5am, and was in the midst of my annual tamale making project (which usually occurs in December before Christmas, but somehow slipped over the threshold of the New year).
In this week’s session, the depth and breadth of Dr. Peebles’ teachings is almost overwhelming.
I went to Utah this week to surprise my daughter for her 30th birthday.
Gosh. That last sentence used to be just a simple statement, possibly followed by the reader thinking, “Awww…how sweet!” or hopefully something like, “No way! Summer couldn’t be old enough to have a 30 year old!” (Just kidding about that last one. Hee hee.)
These days, that “simple” statement is a potential eyebrow raiser. You traveled? Now? During Covid? Followed by a lot of questions about social distancing, mask discussions, airline safety policies, and hand washing.
“We speak the language of the heart, but you try to understand it with the language of the mind. You can’t fully understand what we are saying until you drop into your heart space,” Dr. Peebles once said to someone who was having a hard time understanding his teachings.
I have many regrets in my life, but the one thing that I have never regretted is developing my relationship with God and Spirit. I have never once looked back with regret for a time when I prayed, meditated, practiced channeling, or sent healing to someone. I have only walked away from those moments filled with peace, love and, at times, even awe. The more I do these things, and the deeper I dig inside of myself for that connection with the invisible, the more filled with awe I become, because the more tangible God and Spirit become as well.
My daughter and her family surprised me with 60 wonderful little gifts for my 60th birthday last month. Each one was individually wrapped, and they were so much fun to open. One of them was a tiny flower pot with soil, seeds and instructions for planting coneflowers.
My daughter and her family surprised me with 60 wonderful little gifts for my 60th birthday last month. Each one was individually wrapped, and they were so much fun to open. One of them was a tiny flower pot with soil, seeds and instructions for planting coneflowers. I gulped. I don’t have much of a green thumb, unless it comes to tomatoes. For some reason tomatoes and I have a thing. I even accidentally grew a tomato plant from a seed that dropped into a crack in my concrete walkway. Tomatoes grow so well for me that I end up with months worth of spaghetti sauce, fresh tomato pizzas, and more, until I am certain I never want to eat another tomato again.