tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238372372009-02-22T19:29:44.806-05:00John Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09746474288956373643noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23837237.post-11496619234965963092007-09-04T14:21:00.000-04:002007-09-04T15:11:34.685-04:00

Late last winter we experienced a sleet and ice storm in our area and this was quite different than the usual magical snowfall many people love and wish for. Instead of fluffy snow cascading down in a gentle rhythm from the sky, there was a cold, hard, pelting storm of tiny yet sharp ice crystals for nearly a whole day and night that stung anything in its wake, downed trees, broke power lines,

John Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09746474288956373643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23837237.post-44433546054289978202007-06-01T14:47:00.000-04:002007-09-04T15:12:15.777-04:00

This morning my partner J had to leave for work ninety minutes early because of a medical appointment. She works in Doylestown, PA, but needed to be in South Philadelphia for an 8:15AM visit. After that, she needed to trek all the way up to D-Town for work, then return back home again after finishing long after 5PM. We live in an area called Plymouth Meeting, and its right in the middle of both

John Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09746474288956373643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23837237.post-23527678738811753672007-05-22T22:41:00.000-04:002007-09-04T15:12:47.634-04:00

Today I was walking our two larger dogs, Maggie and Elvis, and we happened to pass by a home in our neighborhood that is having an addition built onto it. Just as we were in front of it, a young man of about twenty five or so appeared as he was on his way around from the back of the house to the front of the new and evolving structure. He had a heavy duty radio and a long extension cord in his

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I was in my office writing copy for this very site today when I first heard it. Our dogs, Maggie Elvis, and Lucy immediately entered “defense mode” when they heard it, too. Defense mode is basically high alert, ears up, heads cocked, attention focused and ready to go. As I heard it again, I suddenly found myself looking just like them.The sound was incredibly loud and piercing; musical but not

John Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09746474288956373643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23837237.post-39946541952036167822007-04-01T14:36:00.000-04:002007-09-04T15:14:05.423-04:00

A dear friend of mine for many years recently contacted me after being out of touch for a while. She is hardworking, talented, creative, caring, loving, kind, healthy, fit, and has a background in health and wellness. After catching up about many things, she told me she was well, but had not yet found success in the booming alternative healthcare industry despite the fact that she is a degreed

John Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09746474288956373643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23837237.post-20553463892901038102007-03-11T16:00:00.000-04:002007-09-04T15:14:41.775-04:00

The other night I went out into our front yard to walk our smallest dog, Lucy the Chihuahua. It was very late, about two thirty am, and very cold, too. As I waited for her to finish her business, I looked up at the beautiful moonlit sky, then down at the newly fallen snow. The moon had a magical glowing ring around it and long, thin, cloud lines across it, and its soft light lit up the snow with

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I recently received an email from Amy Rowland, the Reiki Master who long ago instructed me from knowing absolutely nothing about Reiki all the way to my becoming a Reiki Master. She told me she was recently teaching a Reiki workshop and there was a seven year old boy there with his mother. That is pretty impressive to begin with, but it gets better. He also studies karate too. I can’t imagine

John Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09746474288956373643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23837237.post-1144112463835214642006-04-03T21:00:00.000-04:002007-09-04T15:16:07.133-04:00

As I walked out of the bedroom and towards the back sun room to begin doing my “Awakening Series” of breathing exercises as I do each and every day, I looked out through the large sliding glass window and into the morning sun drenched yard and saw something about fifteen feet away that caught my eye. There was a bright green shape hovering close to a tree branch about ten feet above the grass. I

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