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Hi Reader ~ I have wonderful news! I finished the fifth story in The Visible and The Invisible series. It's called Second Sight (hint: it's a play on words), and next month I'll let you know when it's available on my Shopify store — earlier than anywhere else, just for you. But first— June. June begins the season of tending what is already growing. Here in Northeast Ohio, it's drier than normal again this year, which means watering has been added to the daily list of garden tasks. And I have a lot to water. Does that sound like a complaint? It really isn't. There is something deeply peaceful about being outside in the early morning or the quiet of the evening, taking care of all the growing things that ask nothing more of you than a little attention and a little water. The beauty they give back is more than a fair trade. I hope you'll take some time this month to step outside and just be in nature for a while. Nature is not watching the news or worrying about tomorrow. It is simply growing, blooming, and doing what it was made to do. It's a good place to go when you need a little peace. And while you are out there — bring a book. 🌿 FREE BOOKS OF THE MONTH This month, I am doing something a little different, and I have to say it makes me very happy to be able to offer it. This month’s free gift is not one book. It’s NINE. I am making all three Stories From Doveland box sets available for free on my Shopify store for the rest of June. That’s three complete box sets, nine full stories, all yours — no strings attached. The Stories From Doveland series is magical realism at its warmest, with a touch of fantasy. Each story stands on its own, so you can start anywhere. But if you read them all, you’ll find yourself drawn deeper and deeper into the world of Doveland— a place where people discover gifts they never knew they had, where community is not a luxury but a lifeline, and where the line between this world and the next is a great deal thinner than most people realize. What kind of gifts? Think telepathy, remote viewing, and the quiet knowing that the people you love have been finding their way back to you across lifetimes. Probably not how you thought it would go. But better. Pick one box set. Pick all three. Read them in the garden. Read them on the porch. My gift to you for this season of growing things. → GET ALL THREE BOX SETS FREE HERE! (Free through June only — don’t let the month slip by without grabbing them!) 📷 FROM MY GARDEN This was hard to pick! It's the season of blooming after all, and everything looks fantastic. In the end, I picked this picture, which shows the wisteria my daughter, Laurie, gave us when we moved into our house, and some pathways into the garden. The garden is full, green, and thirsty. I wouldn't trade it for anything. Thank you, as always, for reading and for being part of this little community. It means more than you know. Until next time—be well and magnify good. ✨ With love, P.S. Nine books. Free. All of June. Just in case you scrolled straight here — grab your box sets! P.P.S. If someone forwarded this to you and you'd like to get my newsletter, you can subscribe here. |
Shifting Stories and Writing Stories—all focused on the reason perception is reality and practical ways to shift it towards what you wish to experience in your life.
Don't forget to get this month's fr*e book! Read Second Sight. The Story You Tell About Them Read Online I remember telling my mother, when I was about ten, that she was making things worse by believing a story about herself that wasn’t true. She did not turn to me and say how wise I was and thank me. No—she did what most of us do when our stories are challenged. She got mad. I’ll admit I’m still learning how to say the right thing at the right time. But what I said to her that day remains...
Read Online Recently, in an aerobics class, dancing with forty other people—mostly women—I flashed back to the 1980s and dancing with my friend in nightclubs. I lived in San Diego then, and we’d meet early, dance for a few hours, and leave right as the drinkers arrived. Now I’m twice as old as I was then. And standing there in that class, I thought: my forty-year-old self would be proud of me. Still dancing. Maybe not for as long. Maybe not in nightclubs. But still moving. The thought made me...
Hi Reader ~ Almost thirty years ago, I learned about something called Remote Viewing — the practiced skill of seeing what your eyes can't. I didn't just read about it. I experienced it myself, once or twice, in ways I have never forgotten. Along the way I met Joseph McMoneagle, one of the most documented remote viewers in history. He agreed with a room full of people that I was from Mars. I never asked him what he meant by that. All these years later, I wish I had. I'm telling you this...