I've always been interested in past lives, because they're earmarks of what creates us.

My master's degree was in English literature.

I know that there is no such thing as death, because our spirit has always been alive and always will be. We are as eternal as God who created us.

The weeds keep multiplying in our garden, which is our mind ruled by fear. Rip them out and call them by name.

I have the same problems that everybody else does.

Everyone dreams, but not everybody remembers their dreams because some people go into delta; they go too low.

I know that The Other Side, and the spirits who live there, are as real as this earth we live on, and that the only thing separating "her" from "there" is a thinly veiled difference in vibrational frequency.