My beloved companion age 17 1/2 years passed over the Rainbow Bridge on August 13, 2012.  I held him in my arms as he passed and brought his body home to be buried in the Fairy Circle on my land.  That morning I knew I had to take him to the vet after nursing him along for two years.  I led him down to the garden where he stopped by the cosmos  bed.  The little green fairies began to massage his precious tender body.  He stood still for about 5 mins. turning a little this way and a little that way.  I believe they said goodby dear friend, see you in the ethers.  I miss him sooo much!  I don't miss watching him in his pain and embarassment. He had gotten to a place of living with shame each day.  It is a difficult ride to make.  Unfortunately, I have had to make it a few times before.  Now life is taking a definite turn.  I look back briefly but must continue on briskly meeting those who would join me.

Fire transforms whatever it touches.  It is the only element that can do thatl.  Born under the bright lights of the fire in the sky, the Aurora Borealis, I continue to be cast into the transformation fires throughout my life, like a lump of clay being shaped and smoothed by God my Creator.  My book, Born Of Fire, is a month by month diary of my journey into the darkness of near blindness and sickness, and into the light of healing and spiritual growth.  Although this diary covers thireen months, there are numerous tales and images of my life from birth through age fifty-eight.  I hope that, with my story, I have drawn a map that guides readers to heal from disease, destruction, and then to discovery.