Happy Holidays from the Pacific Northwest

Here's a summary of the last year, with some pictures from where we started, a map of Mukilteo, to Texas, Mexico, Seattle, and Mukilteo. The photos were all taken by me. Click on them and you will get an enlarged version.


. . . . . . .the freedom from fear of the unknown doesn't come from any amount of dollars. It comes from an inner belief that we will cope, by ourselves or by reaching out for help, come what may. And boy, do I increase my happiness and joy in living when I remember that. --MJ Ryan

My daughter told me a couple of weeks ago that quantum leaps are not comfortable. After she said that, I realized that I seem to have lived a lot of my life doing quantum leaps. No wonder....its been such an adventure. She's right. It is not always pleasant, never boring, and yet did we not come into this time to make some major shifts?

This snow storm across the country reminds me of our exit from Minnesota last Christmas in a major snowstorm. I never knew I could get so cold. We worked for days consolidating two storage units to one. Most memorable was getting locked out of my car at my storage unit in Mayer, after dark - no one close by - oof-da. It was my last night in Minnesota. It was my last trip to storage.

The snow had drifted in behind my car, and when I was backing out, I slid onto a crusted snow bank, left my car running, door open, to go get the snow shovel to shovel a path for the car.....The wind tore the door out of my hand, slammed it shut and there I was. no cell phone - it was in the car! It was about 3/4 of a mile into the little town. Instead, I tried to open the car myself and shovel snow from behind the car wheels. I did get worried when I found my coat completely coated with ice.

The angels were watching out for me, however. As I began the trek into town, I turned back and saw that a police car had come to cruise through the storage compound. I went back and a lovely woman officer tried to open my car then called another officer. After about 45 minutes they got my car unlocked, they helped me get my car unstuck, and I drove back to the other storage unit where Amber was cleaning out the last few boxes there.

We had promised my brother that we would be there for Christmas eve. At last we got into our two cars and very slowly made our way to the Minnesota border being very careful as we drove. Along with us went the cockatiel, the loaches - peach colored fish that look a little like six inch eels-, Sirius, Amber's dog, and the family dog, Niko. Art supplies, clothes, some favorite books, our DVD and CD player, computers and some other personal items we could not live without went with us.

The original plan had been to sell the house, buy a Casita travel trailer, and an Astro Van to pull it. The good news was the house did sell. Even then the market was bad. But not enough funds remained to buy the van and travel trailer. Things always work out, though, you notice? Sometimes just in the nick of time, however.

Five days before we were to check out of the motel that we had been living in for almost four weeks (it took way longer to finish up work, and clean out that last minute storage in Plymouth than expected), Amber's boss told us that the travel trailer that her Dad used every winter was available because he could not make the trip. She rented to us, and it was a fabulous, restful, wonderful experience in Mission Texas(which is where the blog begins).

During the month of February, I would step outside to take out the dogs, and just exult in the warm balmy weather in Texas. I earned every breath of it!

It got too hot, the bugs drove Amber nuts - especially the ants, and we finally left Mission in late May. It was a journey to be remembered. We had wonderful and sad, and poignant times as we left Texas, perhaps for the last time. I stopped by to see all of my nieces and nephews (Derrill's children) in Lampassas, TX. It was the first time I had seen them all together since my Dad's funeral.

We had a wonderful stay in at Derrill's, selling one of the cars. Gas prices rose from 2.97 to 3.22 before we left Texas, and was 4.50 by the time we reached Washington State. The car sold within 7 hours. I gave five groups of people rides to check it out that day. It was a miracle and a wonderful use of what I call 17 seconds.

After staying a couple of months at my sister's blueberry farm, we came to LOVE country life. Our most favorite library is in Lynden WA. On the way into town to go to the library - where we could get online - we would stop at the dairy where they make ice cream everyday, and people come across the border to stock up on milk and ice cream.

The stars are so wonderful in the country! So are fresh blueberries, strawberries, and blackberries.

Accountemps found an assignment for me in a suburb of Seattle, and then one for Amber. Before we knew it, we were moving our stuff into an apartment in Mukilteo - the drive was very long from the Canadian border down to Woodinville, or Lynnwood.

Our apartment is on a golf course in this small town. This area gets very dark at night. When we step outside to let out the dog, we can see the stars. That was one of my dreams. We can hear the ferry leaving the dock in Mukilteo heading over to Whidby Island. On clear days, I can walk a few blocks and look east over Puget sound. It is such a magnificent view.

When I drive to work; north, east, south, west - in every direction - there are mountains. On clear days I catch my breath because the view is so astounding. I watch every day for a view of "The Mountain." Mt.Ranier is over 14,500 feet high and a bit south east of Seattle. I'll come up over a rise, and there it will be in its glory, and I'll shout with joy. (scared my daughter the first few times when she was in the car with me). =)

She loves it here. At last she has rediscovered her calling. When she was six, she told me she wanted to be an animal communicator. I had never heard the term at the time. She has spent her whole life talking for the animals aloud, and I never realized what she was doing. I thought she was having a strong imagination, and being quite childlike. Twenty four years have gone by, and now I realize that what she was doing was converting the pictures she was seeing and hearing from the animals into human language. She's very good at it. She loves animals, has always, and especially loves horses. Her desire is to be a horse communicator specialist. She has talked with over 40 horses already during her apprenticeship. She gets back rave comments that her sessions are transforming the relationship between the human and their horse companions.

She is finding good training and friends out here in her field. The universe works in such mysterious ways.

One of the legacies she has from both her parents, is that we have always been open to alternate healing and energy work, so she does not have major biases to overcome as do many of her classmates.

My son Ellery is living in Burlington,VT and commutes to Montpelier where he works in the field of computers. He continues to research, write and travel with his professor from Morris about an exotic field of research called bio-modeling. Ellery took a fifth year to travel and study in Japan, where he made great friends, learned sumi painting, and began a grand passion with karoke. While living in Burlington with friends from his year abroad, he has taken voice lessons, and just sent me a link to his Christmas present. http://www.grandiloquent.net/xmas/

I'm very proud of my children. I am in awe with what they are doing with their lives and so grateful that I get to see it.

This season, I am snuggling in, painting, and writing, and beginning yet another website. Will post more when it is up - a new business venture combining my artwork with something else I love doing.

I am happy. I walk in joy - even when phantoms emerge - and feel so very blessed to be alive. All is well. And I hope all is very well with you.