As I reach my fortieth year on this planet, I am trying to make sense of my love life. I laugh as I say this, as I would hardly describe my life as having love. It has felt like a revolving door of heartbreak and karmic relationships. What advice do you have for me?
Sylvia and Carmen: Hi, Foxy. Happy birthday! We talk to you every day. Do you hear us? Tell us something to confirm it is you. We look forward to your return. We talked about your new body, or female form as a Lassie collie/border collie mix. Will that be possible?
When I pass away, is it possible for me — my soul — to stay on Earth to be with my wife until she also dies, or do I have to go to heaven as soon as I die? — Gerald A., email question
Matsya was an incarnation of Vishnu, the Hindu deity that was given the responsibility to preserve the universe. He chose to turn himself into a fish, named Matsya, and was able to balance the earth and the waters on the planet.
Martha writes: Greetings to you! I am a long-time reader of your work. I first read your columns in the Sedona Journal of Emergence and have followed you for years on your internet sites, including Facebook. MBOs have been a staple of life for me for a very long time.
The Heart of the Mother: You are held in my heart, sourced by an infinite stream of love. Without love, there would be no Earth, no you, and no me. I am love. You are love. You manifested your desire to learn about love, so here you are.
I dreamed a woman was teaching me something on my computer tablet. When I pointed at the screen, she said I need to shave my hands! — Jana, Salt Lake City, UT
Another year and a fresh start or a “beginner’s mind.” We look forward with fear, excitement, and apprehension, most often with bits of all three. Similar to a cosmic version of Ground Hog Day, we start off with happy anticipation and change what we know to change.
