Martha was dying, and it was time to get rid of her. The idea saddened me – my friend and I had been through a lot together. But I had to face reality – the old girl was costing me too much money, and it was time to let her go in peace.
Gabbie told me she was taking a relaxing stroll through her favourite section of a nearby park when a shocking vision stopped her in her tracks. She loved walking along a path that skirted a creek that burbled over rocks jutting up from the creek bed. A moment of dizziness gripped her and when she
Micah described his life as if he was talking about an article of clothing that no longer fit. He said he’d been feeling this way for a couple months. Micah had just turned 40 years old, was unmarried and believed he’d accomplished nothing in his life – even though he was a well-liked, tenured university
What amazes and intrigues me about my work is when I meet people who say they don’t believe in spirits and the supernatural – and then go on to tell me about something miraculous and inexplicable that happened to them.
“I don’t know why I’m talking to you,” said Tessa, who had booked a telephone session. “I don’t think you can help my Raoul.” She was quiet a moment, then added softly, “I just hope he’s not suffering.”
I chuckled when I looked over the newspaper’s long list of “The Favourite…” winners in numerous categories. I think every newspaper and magazine has a yearly readers poll where people write in, nominating their favourite burger joint, hair stylist, chiropractor … and you name it. Yet in my weekly community newspaper, there was no category
When I opened the email attachment and saw the photograph Toni had sent, my breath caught in my throat. A wash of sadness flowed over me, even though the photo showed a wizened grandmother with twinkling eyes and a cherubic smile. I had to look away and focus on something in my office –
Just as doctors read medical journals to discover the latest therapies and treatments, and lawyers keep abreast of the latest rulings by consulting LexisNexis and legal periodicals, I too am always searching for ways to improve my readings. To paraphrase Buddhist philosopher Ram Dass: If you’re not always seeking something new, you’re just staying in
The first thing Byron said when I picked up the receiver to begin our telephone session was, “I’ve checked you out.” Instead of being taken aback by his comment, I congratulated him for doing his homework.
Morton was the kind of person who possessed everything, but felt he had nothing. He had worked hard all his life and now owned a fabulous apartment – actually, he owned the whole building. And he had two wonderful children – who lived with their mother. Last year, he sold his real estate business to
