Waking up, reaching out

I was dead. I didn’t want to wake up. I was dead again and if I could avoid waking up, I could stay dead. Still, silent, and sleeping. But I woke up and I was alive again. I don’t know how to say whether it was one death or many. I’m stretching the definition of...

Across the Intuitive community network

Soon from the queue… Links & excerpts from Notes on Refuge, IPR Pittsburgh, and across the Intuitive community network Just published… Resolution in Conversation & Power as a Gift – Intuitive Public Radio More recent episodes… In Spring...