Claire’s Rainbow Bridge Birthday Story

Telling a Rainbow Bridge birthday story is a Waldorf tradition that can be really fun and special as your child grows. It’s sort of like a birth story, but told in fantasy or myth-form. The Rainbow Bridge is the passage to Earth from the ether, spirit world, heaven, or whatever your beliefs may call it. These stories can be written to include any religious tradition, or none at all. 

This is the story I wrote for Claire, my precious middle child, sometime before she turned five years old.


Once upon a time, in a land of time unchanging, there lived a spirit child. She lived with the moon and sun, amidst the stars, with many spirit-beings–and she was peaceful and happy. One day, she happened to notice a beautiful blue orb, far away–yet somehow, not so far.

The orb seemed to call to her, and so she asked the spirits about it.

“That orb is the world, our Mother Earth,” they replied.

“May I go there?” the child asked.

“In time,” the spirits replied. “The world is not yet ready for you.”

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Energetic Hooks, Red Flags, and Charging for Spiritual Work

I got my third Reiki attunement from very dear friends back in 2016.

These friends are powerful energy workers and healers, and I’m happy that we See eye to eye in many matters, both mundane and spiritual. That’s an uncommon friendship feature, when you stop and really think about it.

Too many relationships seem to come with energetic hooks that squeeze people via expectations and limits.

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The Rainbow Bridge – A Birthday Story for my Boys

A Rainbow Bridge story is sometimes written to welcome a child Earthside. It tells a tale of pre-birth consciousness. This is the cosmic story of my 4th and 5th children, adapted from our Knowing and my Imagination.


Once upon a time, in a land of time unchanging, beyond the Rainbow Bridge and the River of Forgetfulness…there lived two spirit children.

They lived with the moon and sun, amidst the stars, with many spirit-beings–and they were peaceful and happy.

One day, they happened to notice a beautiful blue orb, far away–yet somehow, not so far. The orb seemed to call to them, and so they asked the spirits about it.

“That orb is the world, our Mother Earth.”

“May we go there?” the children asked.

“Perhaps,” the spirits replied. “But you cannot go at the same time. The world is not yet ready for both of you at once.” So the children waited. Continue reading

Part 3 – My Journey to & Beyond Vegetarianism [Everything is Energy]

So in my last post in this series, I was feeling very unsettled and confused because wheat, the major ingredient in my diet, was suddenly being implicated as unhealthy, and the cause of my husband’s suspected Celiac disease.

This Celiac thing turned our world upside-down.

At first I approached it like a random allergy, as if he was allergic to strawberries or latex:

“Bummer!  Sorry you can’t have these noodles….”

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Cracked Christmases of the Past

So it’s the holiday season, which highlights yet another way that I tend to differ dramatically from the average human being.  We’re not a Christian family, and yet not really a secular one either.

I’ve never encouraged my kids to believe in Santa, which tends to get a lot of raised eyebrows.

However, this year, I’m noticing that apart from all the differences that are just a part of Who I Am, I have actually always had a “different” sort of holiday season, even as a child.

This notion was recently inspired by various comments from others about their own childhood holiday memories, and now that it’s occurred to me, I can’t believe I wasn’t bothered by this as a kid.  One blog, in particular, posted an entry about her childhood holidays that sounded so appealing to me, despite the fact that it really wasn’t that kind of mushy, adoring post.

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Egg Ideas for Easter, Ostara & Spring

Next week it will officially be Springtime!  In our house, we celebrate Ostara, or the Vernal Equinox–most commonly known as the First Day of Spring.

In Greek myth, this is the day where the Goddess Persephone returns from her six-month stay in the Underworld to rejoin her mother, Demeter–and her joy brings forth the crops and bounty of the Earth.  Springtime–and Easter–are traditional celebrations of fertility, and so the egg is an obvious symbol.  Sprouted seeds are another symbol that we tend to include–especially since we’ve started keeping a vegetable garden.

There’s lots of things that you can color eggs with besides conventional (chemical!) store-bought dyes.  Also, you can celebrate with egg symbols without actually using or eating eggs.  Here are a few ideas I’ve tried:

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Raising Kids Beyond Religion: A Booklist

Yes, I said “beyond” religion. I am not a fan of the concept that there is only one right way, which is central to so many major religions.

I’m very much a freethinker in that regard, and I raise my kids to be freethinkers as well.

As a parent and as a homeschooler, I don’t want to shield them from the world–or religion. We approach religions of all sorts from a place of finding the commonalities, instead of focusing on the differences.

I also want to offer my kids the opportunity to be culturally literate in terms of religion–to think critically about the information they get from the world.

Most importantly, I want them to be in touch with what they feel in their hearts, and whether any form of organized religion speaks to them. I don’t view beliefs as something external that one should try to conform to, but rather, something that is already inside oneself, waiting to be discovered and given words to.

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That time I came out of the broom closet…

Written the first day of June 2006…in another lifetime…back when I felt the need to explain my choices to others.


My spirituality is nothing to fear or worry about.

It isn’t dangerous, or something to protect yourself from, and yet–it’s apparently very misunderstood by most people.

Let me be clear: I didn’t “convert” to Paganism.

This is because Paganism isn’t something that people convert to.

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Truth is objective & external, but they think you’re too stupid to see it.

Back when I was still sorting out my feelings on mainstream religious beliefs, and just newly hatching a definition of this vague and elusive thing called CONSENT.


from the dean of a Southern Baptist college:

“The therapeutic and consumerist atmosphere leads evangelicals away
from a view that sees Scripture as the external, objective standard of
truth and has pushed them to look inside themselves to find ultimate
truth.”

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