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Greetings and salty taters! I
am the webmaster of
this site. A hearty welcome to you and yours!
I was born in Burlington, Iowa, a place
where it's against the law if kisses last longer than 5
minutes. Hey, I'm not making that up. It's an Iowa
law! But I shouldn't pick on Iowans too much. After all,
they do some amazing things with
corn, and statistics show that the largest segment of the
population abducted by UFOs are from the Hawkeye state. I
think the record speaks for itself. ;-p
After my tour of duty in Iowa, I migrated to Southern
California, where I still reside. No, I don't own a pair
of Birkenstocks, nor have I experienced the pleasures of a west
coast colonic, but my cat has his own psychiatrist, and as they
say, it can only happen in...
Currently, I'm a nonspecifically destinationed individual,
or in other words, a musician (woodwinds). I freelance in
the LA and Palm Springs area of Southern California, and have
performed in everything from big bands to orchestras. I hope to
one day carve a lucrative niche as a webmaster, which is a far
cry better than my previous job as a hornet groomer.
not playing the sax or engaging in mental masturbation on the
Michael list, I enjoy writing short stories and poetry. I
also like to compose jazz music.
I'll read anything I can get my
hands on if given the opportunity, from the poetry of Emily Dickinson,
side of a deodorant can. I'll even read the dictionary, but
have been waiting till they turn it into a movie.
I'm not entirely sure what my future
plans will be, but I hope they include traveling to exotic
locations where I can pursue my favorite activity in life:
What a strange and wonderful world
we live in. ;-)
task is to discard parts of self that no longer serve a useful
purpose, or that don't fit into my overall whole. I guess like Humpty Dumpty I'm slowly putting my soul back
together again. On the surface that doesn't sound as
exciting as writing the great American novel, but for an Old
soul in Flow it's the perfect time to do a little
A minor life task is networking. With my many past lives,
Michael said I know a lot of souls. They said it's like I
carry a notebook around with the names of people who are
supposed to meet, and I help bring them together. Perhaps
I'm fulfilling this task with the Michael site, the list, and
additional info about my life task, so I'll include it
"To bring diverse perspectives, ideas, concepts,
contexts, and people together into a balanced and integrated
whole, and to decipher/reveal the "gems" and/or the
"pearls" of wisdom discovered therein."
My Four Pillars
- True work
Teaching -- both individuals and through media.
Musical performance, especially in an intimate setting; creative
writing, both musical and verbal; leisurely travel and
- True rest
Sleep coupled with massage or other body work; t'ai chi and
similar slow-movement moving meditations.
- True study
The use of technology for spiritual purposes; vocal techniques
through the ages; principles that cross disciplines.
How I found the Michael
I was a long-time Seth devotee, and when my sister dropped a
copy of Messages From Michael into my lap it was love at
first...okay, so I hated the book the first time I read
it. I thought the concept tried to compartmentalize people
and place them in boxes. But years later (around 1995) I rediscovered
the teachings and the second time around was the proverbial
I've had readings by Ted Fontaine, Joya Pope, and Shepherd
Hoodwin, and found them all to be excellent channels. In
still remember my first session with Shepherd when he arrived at
my house riding butt naked on a gangly, cud-chewing camel. Only
Lawrence of Arabia could make an entrance like that, or
perhaps...a Sage. Yes, if
it wasn't for Shepherd I'd still be taking accordion lessons and
wearing lime green polyester suits. The wisdom in his channeling
changed my life for the better, e.g., I no longer suffer from
problem drool, and I'm beginning to understand the convoluted
plotline structure of "Three Stooges" episodes.
"Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk!"
Concerning the teachings, I think discovering that I was an Old soul was the perfect antidote
for the years I suffered from a painful lack of self-esteem. No
longer would I feel the need to worry when my past lives out
numbered the bristles in my toothbrush, or shy away in
humiliation when someone asked me what my favorite soup was, and
I innocently replied: "primordial."
Seriously though, knowing that I'm an Old soul has liberated me
from relentlessly trying to pound that square peg into the round
hole of my soul. I learned that it's OKAY to be eccentric
and somewhat out of step with society, and although I
occasionally worry about that birthmark on my forehead that
suspiciously looks like the word "expired," I now know that my
place in the world is both valued and unique. At least that's
what it said on the back of the cereal box this morning!