Hi all,

I first posted this on my own social network, nolimitsthebook.ning.com, but since I told my Dad about it and he never responded, I can only assume he did not approve and so I took it down. I feel like it is ok to put it here though. I hope you agree. Thanks for giving me a place where I can express this without fear.

Ah, the essential question every human being asks at some point in their life; “What is the meaning of all this?” Well, I would tell you in words, but it wouldn’t really m… Continue

Some new informative videos have been added to the BeLove network. Check them out!

*ONE SEED AT A TIME:

The varieties of wheat, corn and rice we grow today may not thrive in a future threatened by climate change. Cary Fowler takes us inside a vast global seed bank, buried within a frozen mountain in Norway, that stores a diverse group of food-crop for whatever tomorrow may bring.

*CRUDE:

The new film exposes an environmental tragedy experts call the "Amazon Chernobyl," and believe is the wor… Continue

What is Psychic Energy Surgery and how did I come about doing this work?

When I conduct the session, I connect with you from a distance and the particular issue or body area that you have requested. It's like I travel across space to be right there with you. I see into the body and most often feel as if I actually travel into the body. Once there, I am guided towards certain visualizations and actions to bring more light, healing and well being. Sometimes too it is like I'm the observer… Continue

I was sitting up in the mountains the other day, amidst an amazing view of juniper covered mountains, cactus' by my side and an occasional unidentified bird. I'd brought an apple with me and it was time to eat it. It is one of my favorite things to do- eat an apple up in the mountains. There's something so euphoric about it.

Well, as I neared the core of my apple I saw the seeds peeking out at me. Nature is SO generous, SO abundant and giving. As had happened once or twice before, I became over… Continue

took place when I was either three or four, back around 1959 or 1960. We lived in Libertyville, I think and while I don't remember a thing at all about the relationship my parents and I shared the dream lets me infer much.

The dream was brief in that it featured only a situation, and no action.

I was standing in a large, gray, flat, open area. There were white, poofy clouds all around, high enough that they were just barely out of my reach. I was dressed normally. On top of the clouds were all… Continue