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My Ankle Adventure: The Rescue

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As I share this, my beautiful family hike at Tent Rocks National Monument on sacred Cochiti Pueblo lands in New Mexico was four weeks ago today, on April 14, 2025.  I actually still remember it as a wonderful and special day, despite the unforgettable adventure that followed not long after coming down from the outlook. My one simple misstep (on an ankle I’ve previously sprained) and the crack of my left ankle bones are definitely still vivid for me. The extraordinary adventure that followed and the outpouring of compassion and help from so many people are even more vivid. I’ll remember that with awe and deep gratitude for the rest of my days.

As I laid there awaiting rescue and giving my ankle Reiki for an hour and forty minutes, I still managed to take this scenic photo of what I was gazing at that entire time. 

Those hoodoos felt like they were standing over me and guarding me. It gave me the sense of being encircled and held as I laid upon these ancient tribal lands. In my inner prayers, I even called out to the ancestors of this land and my own ancestors for support. I immediately sensed a circle of souls all around me and had a vision of light beings encircled. Almost before I could share that, my mom was sensing that invisible circle as well.

My mom also kindly took the photo of me lying where my misstep happened as we waited for the rescue team to hike their way up to where I was.  My fracture had happened fairly near the peak of the Slot Canyon Trail hike at Tent Rocks National Monument. That location was out of cell service range and my ankle fracture was severe. There was no way I could hike or hobble back through the canyon.

My brother who was hiking a bit ahead of me reached me first after I cried out in anguish, “Ahhhhh… I just broke my ankle!!!” Kneeling over me, he knew the break was beyond the Eagle Scout training of his younger years. We locked eyes, and I said, “Nathan, what are we going to do?”

Thankfully……. the answer to that would unfold with the help of many people we had never met.

Incredulously, the hiker right behind us was a physical therapist who immediately offered aid, did a visual assessment of my injury and helped us strategize. My brother and step dad quickly headed back down the 1.5 mile trail through the canyon to get help while the PT and his wife hiked up to the peak outlook to attempt to reach emergency services by phone.

While I continued holding my ankle and giving it Reiki, my mom sat beside me. Yes, I was verbalizing all kinds of questions without answers and simultaneously apologizing for this happening (because our family has being planning a first time summer Europe trip together for over a year.) The idea of this misstep and ankle break sabotaging that shared experience brought a tear to my eye before any sense of physical pain. Yet, that concern was set aside as our focus returned to the moment and to trusting that everything would be alright. We both managed to remark that at least this had happened in a beautiful place where we were surrounded by rock guardians upon sacred lands. Time was suspended, and we had an interesting sense of calm amidst the emergency. Surrendering to the moment does that…

And….. it was only minutes until the first of thirty to forty other hikers came by us, in what became an ongoing cascade of caring, concerned helpful people. Not one person looked away. Everyone seemed to genuinely, compassionately feel for me. We could feel the very real outpouring of their hearts. Someone in every hiking group reached out to us. One hiker after another stopped to ask, “Do you need help? Is there anything I can do? Do you need food? Do you need water?” Again and again, it was truly amazing. The goodness in humanity was palpable. We were experiencing it.

I now have a visual memory seared in my brain of my mom with her big beautiful blue eyes widening into a divinely doe-eyed gaze and her mouth gaping open in awe as she commented on the outpouring of kindness. She remarked that she hadn’t talked to that many people in a day in a long time… probably since my daughter’s wedding.

Incredulously, that unified feeling of open hearts and bonding with people was similar; yet, these were all people that we had never met.

Gratefully, a married hiking couple came by and the wife offered me pain medication. It was welcomed! It probably saved me a lot of discomfort over the next sixty+ minutes.

And…. thankfully, our fellow hiker the PT had managed to get an emergency call out via satellite on his phone from the trail outlook.

That call had alerted the first responders before my brother and stepdad had gotten down the trail far enough to get service. I’m sure that call shaved a precious extra hour that it might have taken for the rescuers to arrive.

The first rescue team member to reach me was the park ranger that we had chatted with as we arrived to the trail entrance. His name was Scotty. We knew that because my stepdad makes friends with everyone. When the young park ranger got to my side I said, “Scotty, can you beam me up?” He smiled warmly and responded, “I would if I could!”

I soon learned that I was in a location that couldn’t be reached by the helicopter rescue like I’d been hoping for as I’d laid there for almost two hours since that moment I’d stepped down, heard my ankle bones loudly crack and saw my foot skewed at an unnatural angle.

When the other rescuers arrived, it was a combined team of a dozen first responders most from the Cochiti Fire Department. All were there to help transport me, including the Cochiti Fire Chief Andrew Chavez who was the team lead and paramedic. He got my IV set and pain medicine dispensed before they wrapped my dislocated broken ankle with its compound (open) fracture and placed me in the Stokes basket. Luckily, I could not see the small protruding bone on the inner side of my left foot thanks to my thick colorful hiking sock.

Then…. the next significant portion of my ankle adventure began as the rescue team carried me through the Slot Canyon Trail. My family followed right behind us.

My stepdad devotedly took on the role of photo documentarian taking pictures and videos of the impressive coordinations it took to get me out of the canyon.

Throughout the mountain rescue, I regularly thanked all the Cochiti fire crew, medics and rescue volunteers as they navigated the uneven, rocky and often tight slot canyon terrain all while carrying me.

I only cried out a few times for them to watch out for my left foot when it got unintentionally bumped during the two hour rescue hike.

In that well coordinated effort, the rescue team carried me in the basket the 1.5 miles through the slot canyon then transported me on a UTV to an ambulance that was in the trail parking lot before two doctors on a UNM Hospital helicopter Lifeguard crew arrived to do the initial setting of my ankle. 

At the time those doctors arrived, they weren’t able to find a distal pulse in my foot. That was 4 hours and 40 minutes after I had broken my ankle and cause for concern.  Thankfully, once they aligned my foot the full color and pulse returned. Also thankfully, I had been given medication for pain at intervals as the rescuers carefully carried me through the Slot Canyon Trail. Once my foot was initially anatomically aligned (OUCH!!!), the ambulance drove me and the doctors twenty minutes to where the helicopter had landed.

This unplanned adventure gave me my first ride in a helicopter which took me to Albuquerque’s UNM Hospital. Luckily, despite the Ketamine, I managed to look out and see the Rio Grande River below me and groggily appreciate a little bit of the view.

Upon arrival to UNM Hospital (the state’s only Level 1 trauma center as well as academic medical center), my helicopter medical crew and I were warmly greeted. I guess my doctor duo are kind of celebrities at the hospital. The Lifeguard crew is pictured on a calendar in the trauma receiving area. Well, you know what I had to do then…. Of course, I asked to have my photo taken with my “two” helicopter doctors and med-crew. I told them that I would have to show the picture to my retired fire captain husband, my daughter and my paramedic son-in-law (who is a redhead) because several members of the helicopter crew were redheaded guys too including the pilot (who stayed with the copter.) And so, here’s that special photo!

I saw (weeks later) that the Cochiti Fire Department, UNM Lifeguard and UNM Hospital had all shared posts about my “extended mountain rescue operation” on their Facebook pages referring to me privately as “a patient.”

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My ankle adventures continued with more stories of memorable moments with humanity at UNM Hospital and many special medical caregivers. Thankfully, all turned out very well. I am one grateful, lucky lady and proved my strength to myself for sure! I’m also claiming the title of Bionic Woman now. LOL!

My first night at the hospital and the week that followed are a story for another time. I’m grateful for successful surgeries, skilled doctors, incredible nurses, the dedicated medical staff and all those who cared for me, visited me and supported me there at UNM Hospital in Albuquerque, New Mexico. My family and close friends were all honestly amazing. This wasn’t the brother and sister ‘siblings trip’ that my brother and I had envisioned, but it certainly was memorable! Thankfully my hubby joined the adventure there and drove me home on Easter Sunday.

Two weeks after the hardware was installed to fully repair the trimalleolar fracture of my ankle in New Mexico, I had my first local orthopedic appointment in Henderson, Nevada on May 1, 2025. My new, highly recommended, orthopedic foot and ankle specialist, Dr. Sibel complimented my UNM surgeon saying that my ankle was realigned well, surgically clean, healing nicely and he had done a good job!!

That first local orthopedic visit was full of good news including my doctor’s approval to go on our family’s long awaited Europe trip this summer!!! I’ll be mostly wheeling around instead of walking, but I’m thrilled that I can go! I am grateful too for the dear friends who will stay at our house while we are traveling. So Happy!

Now, four weeks since that fateful misstep, my ankle is continuing to heal very well, and I’ve been off all forms of pain medication for a full week. Admittedly, I have had markedly less sleep the past week and a half, but the piercing pains are gone and the pins and needles nerve pains have lessened significantly. I’m sure my sleep will improve (even if sleeping with the boot isn’t very comfortable.) Overall, I’ve made great strides (so to speak) and my progress just keeps continuing.

I’m getting around well on a knee scooter loaned to me by a dear friend and have been overwhelmed by the kindness and visits of so many amazing people that I love.

I am truly thankful for a multitude of blessings and for all those who have cared for me, helped, given support, visited, loaned medical equipment, cooked us food, and sent well wishes, gifts, flowers, prayers and healing energy. It has truly enhanced my recovery and my spirits. I love you friends and family.

Those who are reading this, if you are open to it, I would be truly thankful for any ongoing good mojo, healing vibes, loving prayers, Reiki, golden light, restorative energy and clear positive thoughts that you want to send to me. I am healing really well, and I know the love and energy already sent has played a significant part in that.

And now, I am sharing a BIG heartfelt thanks to my hubby who has been the conscientious devoted caregiver that we all knew he would be. 

❤️ We are certainly bonding in new ways through this. 🤪🥰😁😘


This adventure was definitely NOT on my life bingo card. And yet, there are many gifts I can share from it already.  I will in time. I am recognizing what a significant transformation I am experiencing. I am allowing that process to unfold…….

Cusco: A Clearing & Homecoming

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June 18, 2023 ~ Our Hidden Inca Tour: Peru & Bolivia guided tour began with an early morning bus ride to the airport and our flight from Lima to Cusco.

Our personal experience of the tour began with some very strange happenings. After breakfast, we discovered that we were locked out of our room with all of our luggage still inside. New keys, a visit by the manager and a review by the maintenance person didn’t resolve the problem. We were beginning to get stressed and nervous as our tour group was to be loading onto the bus for the airport in minutes.

Meanwhile, my intestinal tract was feeling off. We didn’t just need our luggage in the room. I needed a bathroom. While Brian learned that our lock mechanism on our room needed a new battery and was resolving that with the hotel staff, I made a dash for the restroom in the hotel lobby.

Brian made it downstairs with our luggage just as everyone began loading onto the bus. I was still in the restroom with the intestinal issues. Then, as I went to leave the bathroom, I couldn’t get the door open. OMG! I was locked in the restroom. After a minute or two of trial and error, I finally got the door open and we sprinted out to the bus.

For the first time in Brian’s life, he was the last one to arrive somewhere. We were the final two people to get on the bus.

Our flight to Cusco and arrival there had more happenings and a sacred experience as well….

We were relieved to be on our flight and excited for the journey ahead.

Brian settled into the flight and took a nap. I had a little more adventurous trip. As I gazed out the window with our plane cascading over the Andes Mountains, I was suddenly overcome with emotion and this deep soulful feeling. Somewhere inside of me I heard the words, “I’m coming home…. I’m coming home…” In that instant, tears began to stream from my eyes.

Not long afterward, I felt a strong surge of energy and an accompanying sense of nausea. Luckily, the woman seated next to me had asked for sick bags for her teenage son who is prone to motion sickness. Thinking that preparedness was a good idea, I had asked for two as well. Thank goodness I did.

For the first time in my life and out of the clear blue nowhere, I got sick into that bag on the airplane. I was so subtle about it that Brian kept on napping and didn’t notice. He only awoke when I attempted to go to the lavatory and was turned back due to turbulence as travelers were asked to take their seats.

My sickness continued as we arrived into Cusco on Day One of our Hidden Inca group tour. Once we landed, I headed straight to the restroom as Brian collected our luggage. A kind former teacher from Canada who was on our trip asked after me and kept an eye out on me in a nurturing motherly way for the rest of the day.

Once on our bus ride, I continued feeling unwell. By that point, my hubby was keeping a keen loving eye on me too. Astonishingly, once again, I grabbed for another sick bag that I had tucked into my purse and emptied my stomach. Then, I learned how much my husband really does love me. He actually offered to hold my bag filled with the contents of my stomach. Yes, he is a former fire captain and advanced EMT, but still…. that is a next level kind of love offering. I thanked him and held it myself.

Once we got to the hotel, I again headed straight for the restroom after receiving our tour headphones and putting my full bag in a trash can. As I sat on the throne, I listened to the opening remarks of our group gathering that was transpiring in the hotel meeting room.

Thankfully, I soon felt well enough, just in time, to join our group for the sacred ceremonial opening of our Peruvian experience. Our shaman Wilco dressed head to toe in Incan priestly regalia spoke of the significance of Cusco. Our tour host and author Brien Foerster (who has been a presenter on the History Channel show “Ancient Aliens”) had told us about Wilco at the orientation and shared that Wilco is a ‘rare individual.’ He is part of an unbroken line of Incan shaman going back to the 15th century before the Spanish conquered Peru and annihilated much of the Incan and pre-Incan culture. Those Incans, who had lived, had quietly kept their wisdom alive for generations. Wilco was the latest in that line of wisdom bearers.


As I took my seat in the semi circle surrounding our tour’s shaman and the special altar he had created, I listened to Wilco speak (via translation by our tour manager Gustavo). Wilco shared with warm reverence and emphasis that “Cusco is the womb of Mother Earth. In Cusco, each of us connects our umbilical cord to the womb of the earth.”

Again, emotion welled up in me. Each of us were asked to share why we were here, in Cusco and on this trip to Peru. With tears streaming down my face, I said, “Cusco has called for a long time, and I feel like I’m coming home.” Wilco looked at me with one of those gazes that feels like someone sees right into your soul. I humbly, tenderly smiled and then listened as each person took their turn sharing.

Incredulously, the only other person to have tears arise was our tour guide Brien Foerster. He had not seemed an especially emotive person, but when he spoke of his desire to right the wrongs done to the Peruvian people by the Spanish his heart was keenly pouring out through his words. As I listened while staring at the back of his head, I took note that only he and I had cried, and he was sitting directly in front of me as my heart resounded in my chest. That connection formed a quiet, simple bond that seemed to continue though much of the Peru experience.

After our sacred opening ceremony, my loving Brian and I went to our hotel room. At first, I immediately shifted into my common resiliency mode and thought I could join the first walking tour of our trip; however, after several minutes, I realized that self care was my priority. Brian offered to stay with me in the hotel room, but I encouraged him to go on the walking tour of Cusco on behalf of both of us.

And so he did, lovingly taking photos to share with me. While he was away, I reached out to a dear friend who was right there messaging with me as I went through a poignant heart opening and energetic clearing experience.

Yes, I seemed to be in the midst of a Montezuma’s revenge sickness, or given that I was in Peru rather than Mexico maybe I should call it an Athaulpa’s revenge experience. In any case… I was genuinely sick, likely from eating a quarter size piece of lettuce with my ceviche at a local coastal restaurant the day before. Still… this truly felt like more than a food issue body clearing.

My keenly intuitive friend validated my sensing and encouraged me to ground myself by putting my bare feet on the floor. As an enormous cascade of tears poured forth, she lovingly held space from her home in Montana as I went through this experience in Cusco, Peru. We both knew this was a potent clearing on many levels. She quietly continued holding space from a distance while I went through my process on my own.

This clearing would open me up to the energies of Peru and its ancient places. I had longed to come to Peru for over two decades. Not only was my prayer answered but the land was obviously preparing me for a more authentic, genuine energetic experience. I slept for fourteen hours in our hotel room.

The next day, I would share with Wilco and Brien individually that it felt as if I had an Ayahuasca experience without taking Ayahuasca. They both understood me. Brien remarked that Cusco calls deeply to some people. Quietly he recognized my calling. By the end of our Peruvian journey, I had more sense of our gentle shaman’s understanding as well.

Qoricancha – photo via Peru Hop

My beloved husband had returned from the walking tour of Cusco as the sun set. Brian shared what he remembered of the heart of Cusco ~ Qoricancha, and the roads through the city as well as the presenters’ discussions of pre-Incan megalithic construction and Incan stone building.

My love warmly shared the photos he took for me and what he had learned from the local anthropologist, our tour guide and more. Though I hadn’t set foot in the heart of Cusco that day, my heart felt full and so very grateful. It was the beginning of a meaningful and long awaited adventure, and I am so grateful for how we shared it together



Here is one resource that discusses Qoricancha:
https://www.peruhop.com/coricancha-sun-temple/

Today ~ an Epiphany

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I awoke this morning recognizing how odd this day felt.

Having the first anniversary of the attack on our nation’s Capitol coinciding with the holy day of The Epiphany (Three Kings Day or the day of the Magi) just seemed so strange and confusingly symbolic on a deep energetic collective level.

In some Christian faiths, this is a day to honor the divinity and humanity of Jesus. In most, it is the day that three wise men acknowledged the Christ child.

With America currently in its first Pluto return since the very founding of our country, it is certainly a profound time of facing our shadows, recognizing our lights and reassessing ourselves and our nation.

So….. I lit a candle and allowed its flame to burn all throughout this day.

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Epiphany is the final day of the twelve days of Christmas.

I feel a call to a deeply collective healing and awakening in the alignment of events and energies present on January 6th now.

Today marks one of the earliest and longest celebrated Christian holidays.

Today is the day of the Epiphany (that honors the divinity and the humanity in the Christ child and thus the Christ consciousness in us all) and this is the day that honors a Trinity of wise ones who journeyed far to meet and acknowledge that child 

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 and that Truth within us All. 

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From early this morning, throughout the day and into this night…. this candle has burned bright amidst the recollections of great darkness.


Its flame still burns as I write these words with the night sky enveloping and the stars twinkling from afar.

May the coinciding of these historic events be meaningful in actualizing ‘a more perfect union’ within each of our hearts, across this country and throughout our world.

Epiphany also means a moment of sudden revelation or insight.

On this day in America, now known to have had an incite of violence, may we now experience an insight of awareness and an epiphany of divine and human recognition within ourselves and one another.

May this day become an even truer day of an “Epiphany” in our hearts and in our modern times…



With So Much Love, DeAnne

For more understanding of America’s Pluto return, feel free to read this January 2021 article by Divine Harmony, https://divineharmony.com/astrology-blog/usa-pluto-return-transformation-of-a-nation-2022/

Embodied Soul ~ Natural Woman

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I have always believed that when a Great Soul passes……. their life purpose and mission infuse the world……. and are ready to be embodied at a new level by those who remain here on earth.

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Today, I am appreciating the PRESENCE and soul stirring talents that Aretha Franklin brought to our planet, praying for her as she journeys beyond and asking for the blessing of embodied Soul within Every Natural Woman in our world.

Today, I honor it all

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Today I honor a very personal anniversary, the 19th one in fact.   This special day marks nineteen years since passing through the portal of having cancer in my womb and enduring a sorrowful give-away at the age of 27.

What a passage it was, and continued to be, long after that fateful day nineteen years ago.  I still remember it vividly. I’m certain I always will.

What I know now is that I am a wiser woman for having had to give my womb away at such a tender age and live without the fulfillment of my dream of a second child. I am wiser for the courage it called forth in me and for the compassion it drove home in my core. It IS indeed our wounds that allow the light in and allow it in ways that we would never have dreamed of….

I may not have given birth to another child, but I did give rebirth then and many times since to this woman that lives in my body. She knows a way of loving now that is far more expansive than any body’s womb could ever have held. That give-away led to a gift that I continually give and receive now, through my way of being in life and through what I am able to give life to in other ways.

So today, for all that it carries in meaning for me, I honor it.
I light this candle and I honor it.

I honor the wisps of grief and tenderness that remain, even after nearly two decades.
I honor the dreams and the unanswered prayers.  I honor the prayers that came to be and the little life that did not.

I honor BEING alive myself, living the blessed life that I have.

I honor my husband and daughter who’ve been with me through that and much more.
I honor my family and friends who encircled me then and now.
I honor those with whom I’ve walked the path of life, whether it has been for a few moments or for many years.

I honor all the myriad of experiences, feelings, realizations, lessons and evolutions that have been lived these past nineteen of my forty-six years of this life.

I honor my own process of living, now more than ever before, and I honor the woman that I Am with all my scars, flaws, frailties, insecurities, eccentricities and uncertainties that are partnered with my continual courage, compassion, creativity, myriad talents, softness, strength, intelligence, intuition, flowing and deepening knowing.

I honor all that I continue to discover and to offer.
I honor life lived authentically and lovingly.

Today, I honor it all.

Belovedness ~ The Sacred Union

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This creation is an invitation, a remembrance and a celebration of the sacred union within ourselves, in our relationships and in our world. I created it with a deep sense of love, multi-layered awareness and humble awe. It was first shown to a small group at our collaborative Sacred Union Evening on April 30, 2016. Today, I vulnerably share it with you.

Today, May 22, 2016, I am also offering this on my own 23rd wedding anniversary in honor of the beloved love I have found within myself, in my life, and in the connection I now share with my husband, Brian. The image of the toes touching shown in this video are our actual toes as we sat together happily at the beach this year.

And now I offer the message I placed on this video creation:

This is an intimate remembrance and a timeless, soulful invitation to sacred union. It is a call to bring honoring, mutual respect and harmonious balance to the feminine and masculine energies within us and throughout our world, one person at a time.

The song “Thousand Years” had a potent, soul resonant feel to me from the very first time I heard it…. I felt it as a beloved timeless love song between souls, an invocation from the divine, a remembrance of the inner and outer balance of the divine feminine and divine masculine and a call from the Sacred to Awaken and embody this inner marriage, this sacred union, and this balance in our world…. It is a multilayered love song across time, both divine and human. It recalls an eternal invitation to enter into this union within ourselves first and foremost and to create that sacred marriage in our intimate relationships beyond our precious selves.

For me, I hear too…. the voices of Jesus and his beloved Mary Magdalene and all the avatar beloveds across time. With these lyrics, I hear them in turn and together speak to our hearts and souls… inviting, encouraging, reminding and loving us as we walk our paths each day and take each breath and each step.

May we recognize that we are the ones we have waited for….and embody this Way of Love.

“One Step Closer……”

~ This is an offering of love. May it touch your heart.
Blessings & Profound Love, Always, DeAnne

NOTE: All artistic work (photography, artwork, images and music) shared here in this video retains all ownership and copyright by the originating artists.

Music: “Thousand Years” by Christina Perri

Photography: DeAnne Wolfgram

with select photographs from France by Joss Burnel

Artwork:

* “Waterfall Ascension of Christ & Magdalene” and “Lovers at Dolphin Bay” by Sheranda Ann Kumara

* “Alchemical Wedding Sacred Marriage” by Psychedelic Goddess Art

including other images by various artists who have and retain sole ownership of their work and all copyrights

 

SACRED UNION ~ Uniting & Balancing the Divine Feminine & Divine Masculine

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On the evening of April 30th and into the early hour of May 1st 2016, a lovely group of people gathered in my home on what is the holy day of Beltane in the Celtic tradition. The timing felt significant.  The intention was to invite in the energy and awareness of the sacred union ~ the harmonious balance and union of feminine and masculine energies ~ within ourselves, in relationship and in our world.

It was an unforgettable evening of story weaving, guided meditation and simple ceremony, to invoke and honor the sacred union within ourselves and upon the planet.

This was the first collaborative event for Zen Rose Garden partners and beloveds Heather Rodriguez and David Caren and Conscious Connections NOW founder DeAnne Wolfgram. It was a significant experience for us all and for those sharing in the gathering. Personal healing shifts and notable life experiences occurred both before, during and after the gathering that were incredibly validating. The communion, vulnerable personal sharing, authenticity, heart intimacy, mutual witnessing, genuine awarenesses and ceremony shared in that small group that evening were life affirming. The ease, acceptance and presence were palpable. We undoubtedly invited the sacred union and this harmonious balance into our lives. We also invoked this on behalf of our world.

Here is the blended description of the evening’s focus co-written by Heather, David and DeAnne.

Now we know…. We are the ones that we once waited for….

Within our hearts and beneath the stars, we are invoking the Sacred Union of the Divine Feminine and Divine Masculine in a beautiful balanced harmony…

For eons, the two have been out of sync in our world, from once dominant ancient goddess cultures through centuries of masculine driven religion and patriarchy, Now we arrive in our current Awakening Era where the Divine Feminine and the Divine Masculine are finding The Way to each other ~ creating a more powerful connection than anything we have yet experienced.

Our evening together acknowledges and ignites this catalyzing harmonizing synergy, individually and collectively. Come join us for this Sacred Union, energizing it within your life and throughout our world.

David and Heather will explore our shared collective reunion journey while offering personal stories of their own path to finding this balance within themselves, creating it with each other and bringing that vision to others.




These beloved partners of Zen Rose Garden will be sharing a beautiful love story of reuniting and reigniting this sacred union after so many years of sorrow, fear, and lost love. Sprinkled within their own story is a joyous tale of lost lovers reuniting after eons of travels to the furthest depths of the darkest times on a quest that finally emerges into the flames of passion and truth. The yearning of True Love sated and harmony restored. A special experiential passage will be offered to all present.

The evening promises a journey into BELOVEDNESS…..BEING part of this ancient and present day Alchemy.

May we each help anchor this balance in our world.  Blessings….

DeAnne will offer her own potent personal story as a messenger of the Sacred Union, walking in the footsteps of ancient love and awakening to the Beloved within herself and her longtime marriage. For the first time in a communion with others, she will offer both shared sacred union ceremony and energetic activation of the Beloved within.

The significance of this gathering within the energies of Beltane cannot be understated. We are recalibrating ourselves individually and invoking this much needed Union both personally and collectively. The evening will bring nourishment for ourselves and for our world. Thank you for BEING part of this ancient and present day Alchemy.

May we each help anchor this balance in our world. Blessings…..

When doves cry….

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Chills and tears……..

For whatever reason, the death of Prince has broken my heart open wider this morning than at any time since learning of his sudden passing…

I had watched the sheriff’s news announcement from yesterday.  I was in the midst of reading an article that spoke of fans finding seemingly prophetic references to his April death in some of his song lyrics… My heart was heavy… The tears arrived like no time since his sudden passing.

The tears came in earnest….

and then…. 

honestly

at that exact moment…..

a dove struck the window of my home right in front of me and flew off……..

Yes, I’m still right here….
filled with an other-worldly sense of awe.

“This IS what it sounds like when doves cry……..”

and then THEY FLY.

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Seeing With New Eyes

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Fascinating personal phenomenon….
 
My distance eye sight has been significantly improving with each optometrist visit over the past few years, after thirty years of being near sighted!  Today I learned that it’s 50 points better in each eye. That is substantial. Wow!!
 
My doctor said (with a smirk) that, in one respect, my eyes are returning to their baby vision. I remarked, “Hey, I’ve got Merlin eyes. They’re youthening!!” He smiled at that (and then we proceeded on with our philosophical, political and educational discussions…)

As I contemplate this morning’s experience, I see a variation on a recent theme.

SEEING WITH NEW EYES…. It’s come forward often and in a variety of ways, through various people…

My doctor and I got talking today on topics that dealt with many aspects of life that we each find discouraging, unsettling and even disturbing about our country and the times we are living in now… Hmmm… I SEE that it’s time to look upon all this with clearer vision and fresh eyes…

We can utilize our REAL-Eyes and REALIZE…how we each can play our role in creating the VISION of the world that we wish to see… FOCUSing on the new that we want to create and following through with actions that support that VISION.

 
Since the theme of SEEING WITH NEW EYES..has come up again and again, via posts, messages and ‘signs’ shared among my friends and family, I believe this is all quite spot on….
 
YES…. LET’S SEE WITH NEW EYES and CREATE OUR VISION IN THE WORLD!!

Autumn’s Grace

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Autumn Magic

Autumn arrives …..

Her Grace asks us to ‘let go’ like the leaves upon the trees.
What is ready to leave within you?

Are you giving yourSelf the time to hone in…
to recognize your needs and your natural rhythm of life?

Are you honoring who you are now by blessing and releasing what was… so that you may savor and live in ‘what IS?’

Honor your precious energy and your beautiful self.
BE with You, right now, and feel that deep love that you are. ❤

~ DeAnne