Coming To Town

I’m a firm believer that there’s no such thing as a coincidence. Years ago, I found myself in the city of Victoria on Vancouver Island, British Columbia. Stopping for a bite to eat in a small organic café, that just...
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Yom Kippur 5779 fell on October third, one month after picking up the ‘Transformation’ signal I captured at Burning Man ‘I, Robot’. The Rabbi titled her sermon “Holy Is Twilight,” for it is the realm of the in-between. There probably...
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Everyone has received a piece of paper in a bank statement or insurance document that has nothing on it. Nothing. An otherwise blank sheet of paper that is more often than not found on the back of a sheet that...
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The psychic, Sophia, began to describe my spirit guide. “Um, he’s in kind of a nineteenth century garb. Vest coat. Pocket watch. What else is he showing me? He was a professor. He was a teacher. Is there someone around...
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