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I’ve been trying to think of something I could say about this book that would compel people to read it. The whole reason I put my story out there is so some person, in this generation or the next, would read it and find hope. That won’t happen if they can’t find the book. So, I’m posting articles that might travel to that person.

SO WHAT’S THE BIG DEAL ?

The book’s story line is about an unplanned adventure, a spiritual quest that took a curious woman, bound by duty and conformity, through some weird stuff. When writers frame this type of scenario for the page, the expected outcome of such a journey is that the main character emerges changed in essential ways. She is reconstructed – new. And yes, I am fundamentally different from who I was before all those strange experiences changed – transformed – me.

THE  TRAIL-HEAD 

The story line of the book begins on the farm. It has to. A consensus in writing is that the author doesn’t start with backstory but sprinkles it in, scene by scene, along the story arc. That made no sense in this book. To show how drastic my renovation, I had to take you deep into the original landscape of my basic personality framework – the pot of soup this little dumpling emerged from. I needed you, dear reader, to feel what I felt. The first three chapters offer a taste of a way of life through which I interpreted the wider world, how I came to think like I did.

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What if…..? What if I died tomorrow?

That may not be a typical ‘what if’ question, but this 2020 spring, it’s a more common consideration. The Covid-19 numbers have most of us realizing its potential. However, this question is not a new or distressing one for me.

In 2001, I got my first flu shot and spent most of the next two years near paralysis – looking death in the face. Incredible burning pain in all four limbs. Helpless. Watching my body get weaker and weaker. Trouble swallowing, trouble drawing breath. Suppressed neuro-muscular communication, misdiagnosed time after time.

Natural herbs and minerals, good water, my sister’s Ondamed healing therapy, and time got me back to my new normal. That’s another story for another time.

But during that season of torment, I really thought I was dying. And I couldn’t do anything but accept the possibility.

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