Intuition Stories

It was a very foggy morning. I almost couldn’t see the sides of the road. The lights of cars would disappear into the gray mist just a short distance away. Traveling very slowly, hazard lights blin

My father was a child in the 1940’s. His father was an Episcopalian priest and his mother a homemaker. They had a housekeeper that would assist with chores weekly. Unbeknownst to the family, the house

The following are excerpts from a message I received from Kathy M. She gave me permission to share this with you. She offers a terrific example of living in awareness, being open & listening to intu

One of my favorite stories is when I was 3 years old and my mom needed to run a few errands. Leaving me to ride my tricycle on our back patio in the care of my dad in sunny Southern California, I was