Middle of January

I am here in my rented condo and finally thawing out from the trauma of the past year. Whew! So much went on that pulled and pushed me in a direction I had no idea I was heading. Life has a way of doing that: just when you think you have it all figured out, it changes on you.

I sold my house and five acres, didn't buy the little house I thought I was going to, and am now living in a condo on the third floor. No elevator - I like it that way because I have to exercise whether I want to or not.

I want to thank all of you who sent emails encouraging me and sending prayers my way. Sometimes, when in the middle of trauma, we do not even realize we are traumatized. It is only after the fact that we realize what we have been through and realize how much the prayers of others have helped us stay strong.

Again, thank you.

I am working on a new book now: A Book of Spiritual Wisdom-For All Days.
More info on this later.

New Year

Hello everyone...
The last two weeks of 2010 were the most trying for me that I have ever experienced.

My house and land sold (the buyers got a great deal but at least it is sold) and we were scheduled to close on the 22. So, on the 21, my son and I loaded a UHaul with my remaining possessions (thanks to all of you who bought what I sold and accepted what I gifted). That afternoon, I received a call stating that there was a problem with the bank's computer (buyer's loan) and so the closing was put off for a week. We had to unload the UHaul and return it (it was due back and they would not allow me to keep it as someone else had already reserved it).
Then, the snow and ice came. I was stuck in the house for almost a week (praying the electricity would stay on as I had already given away all my wood) and eating canned soup. I did get to see my son and his family on Christmas Eve so that was a blessing.

I had found a little house to buy on Chunn's Cove in Asheville. The day before the closing, I received a phone call saying there was another glitch in the buyers' HUD loan and so the closing might be put off again. Thankfully, it wasn't but when I went to the closing to buy the little house I was told by my attorney that the owner could not produce a marketable title. In other words, if I bought this house, I would not be able to resell it or really ever own it. This was the day I was supposed to move out of the cabin.
I decided it was not in my best interest to buy the little house, and since I had to move out of the cabin, my son and I rented yet another UHAUL and took all my possessions to a storage building. Thanks to Trisha, who works there, I was able to keep my wits about me as we unloaded the truck.
I am waiting to hear if I can get earnest money back since the owner said that if I would use HIS lawyer he could produce a marketable title.
Hope this doesn't turn into a court case.

Hercules (my little terrier) and I then rented a motel room and we have been here since Thursday night. My friends Anna and Suzie have GRACIOUSLY asked me to stay in their basement apt until I decide what I am going to do. But right now, I have decided to stay here in the motel and try to find a nice place to rent. I am shy of trying to buy again.

SOOOOOO

after all of that, I do have some positive notes.

I am grateful for my family and friends, and that I am healthy and so are my family.

My son found a great job with the school system working with autistic students.

I wrote (in three weeks) the first draft of my new book: Spiritual Wisdom: A Book for All Days and hope to have it available for sale soon.

I have learned that life has lots of surprises and I have definitely learned once again how to roll with the flow.



STAY STRONG!!!!

Thanks and giving

It's been a while since I have posted on my blog. I have been neglecting it and I apologize.
I do believe this past year has been one of the most painful and stressful ones that I have endured in a long time.
I say "endured" because that is exactly what I have done - endured. I have tried to let go and be happy and tried to be happy and let go - and no matter what sequence, I have cried and grieved along the way.
Now, I am ready to move forward.
Funny how I often think I am ready for something to change in my life and then when the change actually begins, I try to stop it - rationalize it - cajole it to wait, etc. But this year has been the year I have learned for a fact: CHANGE IS INEVITABLE.
I do realize that we get what we ask for - in one way or another - so I am being more and more careful about what I ask for, even what I think I want to ask for. Specifics - the Universe works in specifics. Words are so very powerful so I have to be careful of what words I choose to use in prayer. And I have learned to LISTEN more intently, especially to my son. He sometimes knows more about what I need than I do.
I am so very grateful this season of giving thanks. Although this has been a rough year, I have so many things and people to be grateful for and to. Many of whom read this blog, have bought my books, and have had readings with me, or come to my workshops/and/or spirit speaking gatherings. Thank you, everyone.
Stay strong, stay focused on growing spiritually, and stay posted.... more to come!
And as you give thanks this season, don't forget to give yourself a big "THANK YOU!" for hanging in there, because no doubt, you have had an enduring year as well.

Energy Never Ends

On Being A Medium

I become a conduit for spirits

I snake out snake stretch
crawl into memories
touch others in places not seen, then recoil
bring out quivers of confusion
shoot arrows of recognition

mix metaphors of wishes with similes of life
wander boundlessly
plains of journeys traveled for millenniums
milieus of spirits past, present, to come

I direct through direction
make tears fall
shudder out truths, propose
release madness inside a covered shell of shame

Different eyes stare around mine
spiritual mouths employ me
to scold, renew, guide, scorch, forgive, tingle, love, and
mingle with words that don’t remember being said
I become a conduit for spirits

And lives mesh through eternities

MariJo Moore ©October 2010

Echo Endings

Echo Endings

I sit and listen
I sit and cry
A bee buzzes by, suddenly gone
Leaving a silence
Much like the silence when an echo ends

My attention is turned to the crows, circling the trees,
Carrying on in traditional crow fashion
Loud, invasive, important
They fly away
Leaving a silence
Much like the silence when an echo ends

Night approaches

Cicadas, tree frogs, crickets
Mix their expressions, intentionally, exponentially
A bat streams around a light post
Joins the chanting
With a silence
Much like the silence when an echo ends


“I have to accept!
I have to move forward!
I have to trust the process!”
I scream into the mountains
My words sound an echo

I stop crying
And pray in silence
When the echo ends



MariJo Moore © September 21, 2010

Birthday, Full Moon, Healing, Hawk

Today is my birthday. I am 58. There is a full moon.
This morning, when I looked outside my kitchen window, I saw a small hawk sitting on a post in my yard. I watched as it flew to a tree; I walked out on the deck and sang it a spirit song. It watched me until I had finished the song, then flew away.

Last night I couldn't sleep. I am healing nicely from my surgery (last Wed.) and have been resting well until last night. So many thoughts going through my mind.


I am so grateful for all the healing prayers and well wishes so many of you have sent to me.
I feel the prayers; I feel the energy; I feel the love.

So wonderful to be able to feel all of these.

Signs of Change

This morning I can feel a bit of autumn in the air. A few leaves are already turning to glorious colors, and the crows are singing happily about the cooler weather.

This Wednesday I will go to St. Joseph's Hospital in Asheville for my surgery.
This day will also be the date of 24 years of sobriety for me.
Nothing happens by accident.

I will be letting go, literally, of memories that have served me well, but no longer need.
Memories of shame, abuse, guilt, fear, and even misplaced love and desire.

I trust my doctor, I trust my family and friends to pray for a speedy recovery, and I trust my path.

Last night I dreamed of snakes.
Transformation.... shedding old skins....life renewing itself.