My work on the rest of the series halted in July of 2015 when I received Constance’s feedback.  Hanging up the phone and head in my hands, I felt she went into the book with a bias. She had read it like a romance novel. She didn’t get the book.

Feeling and being alone is something I’m used to, the planetary dynamics the dark asylum of my 12th house is an odd mix when you’re Leo-ing (to use Steven Forrest’s term). Leo is ruled by the Sun, it has to shine but how does it do so in the dungeon of the 12th?

Somewhere between excitement and irritation, I told my friend Sophie about my trip to the U.K. Sophie is this amazing French woman who I met via my daughter, who became friends with Sophie’s daughter at school.

A couple months later, the public relations lady and her editor friend were no longer in the picture. I finished the book in September and started again, refining the story with ideas I was capturing. The series grew from three books to five, all outlined in...

Life got intense around our house as I boarded up parts of my old life, freeing my focus for the gates that had opened.  For Christmas that year, my husband gave me a gift, though in retrospect, it may have been more for him.  He sent me to New York City for a week, alone. While there, I…

By the end of the school year, my new office in our living room was complete and facing south, it overlooked the front yard where the birds, squirrels and deer shared their world. I painted the walls, brought in furniture from around the house and gathered my personal...

It was easy to journal 1000 words a day.  I thought of starting a blog about how each of us can make a difference, the things we could do to make fear and sensationalism a much smaller portion of our world's dialog, to help people see the good in life and in...

Insights popped and sizzled as I read, but with iron-fisted distraction and erotic stoicism, I fought to pick up my journal. The Creative Voice may be illusive, but my gosh, is it persistent. Over the holidays, I…

You know how people say the kitchen is the heart of the home?  My kids will never say that. Cooking was always an obligation but I threw myself into it when I became a mom, determined to teach my children…

The choke-holding fear of change is the only thing that’s certain in this world. Our choice lies in how we choose to step into it, or not. Managing change effectively is likely at the top of the Divine’s ‘To Do’ list, handed over just before we take on the lights of...

Three years later, 2011 rolled around, along with the noble enticement of distraction #2. Fostering puppies was now a fined-tuned machine: wake at 4am, clean up the puppy mess from the night before, wash the puppies, feed the puppies, exercise, wake the kids, clean...

I’m not one for the predictable or routine.  Astrologically, it could be pinned on the planet of rebellion, Uranus, which sits right on top of my Ascendant, my lens on life. In my chart, Uranus is posited in a fire sign and a fire house.  I’m constantly inspired to...