Mindy Reflection #46
This is my favorite time of year. When I was a kid Halloween meant candy. It was so wonderful to fill up my bag as high as I could. My...
Mindy Reflection #45
I was crossing a street late at night. It was not well lit and I might have been wearing dark colors. I was midway in the crosswalk when...
Mindy Reflection #44
A man walks down the street and bends to smell a flower. Boring story, let’s try this again. A man walks down the street and is hit in...
Mindy Reflection #43
What does it mean to trust your knowing? Isn’t it hard to speak your truth and sometimes not be understood? Isn’t it still your truth? Of...
Mindy Reflection #42
When my mother died many years ago, I desperately wanted to find a way to connect with her. I wrote her notes in a journal and pretended...
Mindy Reflection #41
On behalf of the Galactic Confederation, we implore you to cease your attempts to travel to other realms. After careful review of your...