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Chunks of Life and Weather News

It’s been a while, so this letter is in CHUNKS of time, weather, and adventures.

March 23,2023: For us in Colorado it’s been snow, then rain, then beautiful sunshine . . . then rain, snow, then another beautiful day. It’s called SPRINGTIME IN THE ROCKIES. I love it! Today is a beautiful day and my Hiker Ladies group is heading up Ute Valley . . . with Yaktrax on!


April 27, 2023

The weather is still bouncing around and Robert and I are in an emotionally bouncy time also since we made the decision to change out all our 20-year-old house carpets. OMG! It’s like moving! You pack and move everything from one part of the house . . . like the whole upstairs. Then you move to the whole next area . . . like downstairs.

Next these nice guys show up and move all the furniture. They cut and pound for several days while you try to find a place to sleep since your bed is gone, and stay out of their way, yet still be available to answer questions. Of course we worked hard using our 80-year-old memories to try to keep track of where basic things were. We found ourselves asking: “Now which box did I put my toothbrush in?” . . . “How about my shoes?” Argg!

So now they have finished. The furniture is moved back in place. Robert and I are slowly going through one box at a time: “Do I keep this? Or give it to someone? Or take it to Goodwill?”

Boxes to unpack

   Robert’s daughter, Jenny, and, next week, her son, Zayden, have been wonderful with showing up to help haul boxes from downstairs to upstairs and from one area to another. Robert has been careful not to lift anything and throw his back out. I wasn’t so smart. Born with the personality of a helper/doer, I couldn’t stop myself from grabbing and hauling any heavy box that was needed somewhere.

   Well, after a week of this, my back was in huge pain. I was bent over, couldn’t sleep, and was crying in the middle of the night. Then, one particularly painful night, my sweet husband said: “Get your slippers on. I’m taking you to Emergency!”

Everyone there was kind. They immediately put me in a wheelchair and rolled me into a room where I was met by a Physician Assistant who interviewed me on the causes of pain, then palpated my back to find the exact problem area. She brought me two different pain medicines to take immediately, then the doctor came in and injected a strong steroid into my lower back area. They both gave me clear instructions on how to follow up over the next week. Then I was wheeled back out to the car and Robert drove me home. Again, I was crying, but this time it was tears of RELIEF! I felt no pain for the first time in a week!

   For the next few days, I was dizzy and confused about the medicine’s side effects but felt so supported by everyone. My doctor gave me an Acupuncture treatment. My Yoga teacher spent a whole class hour giving me a special Acupressure and Essential Oils treatment, while, at the same time, guiding the class through yoga movement. My classmates there were so supportive and most hugged and wished me well after class.

April 30, 2023: Onwards . . . carpeting is done. Whew! Now we just have to unpack all the boxes, find our toothbrushes and shoes again, and practice “LETTING GO”. It feels good, actually to “lighten up”. It might take us a month to finish the job and that’s OK. My back is slowly getting stronger. I’m off all pain meds and I am able to hike, bike, do yoga, and all the physical stuff I’m used to . . . just slowly and carefully, but I don’t HAUL AND LIFT! Jenny and Zayden are coming to help with that. Oh, Bless Them!


 So today a gorgeous Spring is exploding in our Colorado mountains. A brilliant blue sky with tufts of bright green peeking up from the soft brown earth. The birds are singing: “Here I am . . . a handsome male looking for a mate.” The owl calls: “Who’s awake? Me too.” (Can you tell I’ve been studying bird calls lately?)  I took a “BREAK DAY” and went to Cheyenne Mountain Zoo to relax and get some special animal love.

Giraffe at Zoo



May 8, 2023   Okay, here’s the final part of this letter. I do hope it hasn’t been too long, but I couldn’t say goodbye without sharing this last adventure.  I just returned from a Trail Crew Leader Training in the mountains near Evergreen, CO. It was a two-day course to teach nature enthusiasts how to lead volunteers in building effective, safe, and environmentally friendly trails through back-country wilderness.






   Three of us attended from our Trail Crew in Green Mtn. Falls, and I traveled and camped with an old friend, Doug, who’s family I lived next door to in MANITOU SPRINGS . . . probably ten years ago.Oh, it was a strenuous, exciting, and amazing adventure! We learned exactly how to read the environment (water runoff, rocks, gravel, slope lines), how to safely carry and use all manner of tools with weird names like Pickmadox, Pulaski, McCleod, and how to care for the safety of a volunteer crew while teaching them how to build a trail. My back is better, but I was very careful with the lifting, carrying, hoeing, and raking. Still, our trainers supported and encouraged us, and taught us so much! As well as physical, the course was quite mentally challenging as we practiced taking the group through the steps of safety and trail building . . . such as “CUSS” . . . Carry Use Store, and Safety in the use of tools with those unusual names.


   The climate in those northern mountains was beautiful throughout the day and then dropped to just above zero degrees during the nights. The hard part for me on the trip was shivering and shaking through the whole first night in my tent . . . under a gorgeous huge full red moon. Then, the next day, as the group heard about my discomfort, people loaned me sleeping bags, blankets, and ground pads. I was so warm and cozy the next night, I SLEPT LIKE A LOG! Whew!

Doug   Crew Hiking In Crew Hiking Out Tent View


Well, now, I’m home, cuddling with my sweet, supportive husband, watching and listening to the spring birds sing through beautiful, bright Colorado days.Kathleen and Robert

Thank you for reading and, I hope, enjoying this newsletter. I do love staying in touch.

Yes, I’m still offering treatments in Craniosacral, Lymphatic, Essential Oils, and various other bodywork therapies on Fridays at my home in Green Mountain Falls, Colorado. and am loving seeing all of my old friends and clients.

Thank to my friend and our Mayor, Todd Dicksen, I am now officially licensed to work in this town. So I look forward to seeing those who show up for a treatment.

I’m not great at immediate online connection, so people usually just call or text me at 719-684-0112.


Eclipse Season and Travel News

   We’re almost into 2024!  Wow! Where did 2023 go? I wonder if this will be as wild a year as 2023 . . . eclipses, surprises, twelve months of “the unexpected” popping up in all directions. Yet also, many of us decided to do unusual fun things . . . like travel and connect with family not seen in months/years.

     And speaking of unusual happenings, I do hope you all saw and felt the wonder of our recent sun eclipse. Somehow everything got dark in the middle of a bright morning! I managed to find a pair of Solar glasses that I’d last used for some solar wonder about ten years ago. Robert and I were able to directly watch this big ball move slowly across the sun. Nature is so amazing to me! Stay tuned for our next lunar eclipse, October 28th.

   Our astrologer, David Pond, says: “Eclipse seasons often bring situations from your past back into your life to re-examine in the light of your future.” He then talks about the pain in our hearts, and the “storm clouds of war”, and how each of us can become “an emissary for peace by rising above petty judgements of others and cultivating deep acceptance of our differences.”


   Thank you, David. I hope these thoughts touch the hearts of my friends as they did mine.

   I must mention the wonderful BCTA Conference (Biodynamic Craniosacral) that I had the chance to present at in September of this year in gorgeous Estes Park. What a great experience and re-connection of professional friends since before COVID! My presentation went well.  I got to introduce my old friend and mentor, Anna Chitty, who was our keynote speaker.
   The most fun was when our president, Jennifer, asked me to do something right at the beginning, to connect and reintroduce people to each other. So . . . I got everyone walking swiftly around the room, looking down, not connecting with others at all, as I gave them a synopsis of how they were “late for an important conference and were a main speaker”. Then I said “FREEZE!” They felt the tension in their hearts and the disconnect with everyone around them. Then we walked again, with the same stress synopsis . . . but this time looking in people’s eyes as we passed each other . . . SMILING! Again “FREEZE!” What a difference in their hearts and nervous system! And they were so happy to be together.
Try it! It works as a primary Nervous System release!

At the Conference we sang this fun song written by Steve Morrow:

“Smiling is infectious, you catch it like the flu.
When someone smiled at me today, I caught me smiling too.
I walked around the corner then, and someone caught my grin
 It was then I knew, I realized . . . I’d passed it on to him.

 I thought about that smile then, and realized it’s worth
A single smile just like mine can travel round the earth.

 So if you feel a smile begin, don’t leave it undetected
 Let’s start an epidemic now,


    One of the fun things I did this summer, was to visit this fascinating sculpture of RITA near a little mining town called Victor just up the pass from Green Mountain Falls. She represents “Putting the Earth together again.” She is acting as a guardian of the mines there. She was created from all recycled and repurposed wood.

   So here I go again . . . off to India. This time for almost a month and a half!  I’ll be catching a plane to Seattle on November 18th, where I’ll be staying with old friends; Marilyn and Michael. Then, the next day, I hook up with some other old friends; Robert and Carola, and off we go to India together.   We’ll be getting there early . . . before our favorite Spiritual Center; Dera Baba Jaimal Singh, opens. This gives us time to go exploring further south, to a town called; Chattipoor, where our Spiritual teacher will be doing some talks. Next we will be spending a soothing and delicious three weeks at Dera after it opens.

    After that I’ll be heading home. I will arrive in Denver on December 22nd . . . just in time for Christmas with Robert’s family. My sweet husband will be taking me to and from Denver airport and is so supportive of me having this time with my teacher! So many people have helped me put this trip together.


   For those of you wondering . . . Robert will spend most of the time while I’m gone with his daughter’s family near Denver. And several of our good neighbors have offered to check in on him when they see he’s home.

   It’s a busy time for me right now. All the tickets and travel arrangements are done, and now, it’s all about packing, and finding supplies, and preparing for Christmas because there will be no time when I return. Plus, I remember how exhausted I was in other years, after 48 hours in the air. However, this year will be different because I put all my savings together and bought BUSINESS CLASS TICKETS! Everyone says it’s a huge difference and I’ll be able to rest and sleep in lounge chairs in the air, and there will be comfy lounges in stopover airports. Yippee!


  Meantime, here we are at the end of a beautiful, bright summer . . . hiking, biking, playing drums, exploring, connecting, and adventuring into the fall season in this special little “Arts Town” of Green Mountain Falls.

   Put it on your calendars now, to attend the Green Box Arts Festival around July 4th in 2024. It’s really special!

Joy In The Gap



  Has it really been four months since our my last newsletter?? OMG!!How has your summer been going? Has it been wild, fun, family filled, adventuring, and, sometimes, exhausting? I had a magical moment with family on our deck with a rainbow behind them.


That’s been my summer. I’ve been learning some very powerful lessons in “Acceptance and Strength through Change”. One of my yoga teachers, Linda, taught us a good tool the other day.
She started with having imagine our favorite mountain. For me, it is “TAVA”, our beautiful local mountain that most call Pike’s Peak, but the Native people have always honored it as “Tava”, meaning “Sun Mountain Sitting Big”.
So we learned in yoga, as we think of our mountain, to feel it! For thousands of years it has been attacked by storms. Think of all the animals and people climbing, biking, driving, and building places . . . and yet,
  Then, our teacher had us IMAGINE “the mountain INSIDE OF US . . . WITH IT’S PEAK EXTENDING UP INSIDE OUR HEAD”. Try it! Suddenly you find a strength inside you that you never knew you had! FEEL IT! What do you know about it? Then put it inside . . . FEEL IT AGAIN. AHHHH!


   And so, Life Goes On. My daughter, Shawna, calls it: “Joy In The Gap”.

   Then, a little later, when I tried to get my bike out of my car, after a nice ride one night, the back hatch would not open! I finally called my mechanic, Charles, down in Manitou Springs.

  “We’re totally booked!”, he said rapidly, then paused. “OK, get it in here, and we’ll see what we can do!” So I immediately drove to Manitou . . . grateful to Charles.
  When I got there, he sent one of his guys out, who crawled inside and out of Elmo (my car), and, finally got the latch to let go. I’ll need a new latch, but I know Charles will find it for me, and I was able to get the car home, and my bike out.


   So while I was down the Ute Pass, in Colorado Springs, I figured it was a good time to get my medical stuff organized . . . like: What is my Medicare Supplemental, exactly, and What does it do? Why are two different primary care docs calling me and wanting me to book appointments? Why did PT suddenly say that they don’t work with the doc I’ve been with for a year? Some health issues have surfaced, and I have to book an MRI, Blood labs, and a Neurology check. How? Plus, LOOK OUT! When you turn 80 years old, no matter how healthy you are, you’re supposed to get yearly Heart, Hearing, Vision, Blood Pressure, Mammogram (for women . . . for men, it’s Prostate), checkups, and all these providers start calling you to get you booked. It’s a bit overwhelming.
But, hey, I’ve always been a “health nut”. So I’m a very healthy 80 year old. Some back issues have come up (probably due to all the hauling and lifting I mentioned in the last letter when we had our carpets redone). And my blood pressure is a bit high, probably due to how active I always am . . . have a hard time slowing down. So, I’m being a good girl and doing all the labs and checkups. But it’s a lot and I got overwhelmed today, until I connected with a lovely woman, Robin, at the Medicare Resource Center. She answered all questions, helped me establish priorities and book appointments one at a time over several weeks.


Then . . . these last couple of months have been an incredibly active and fun time in our little town of Green Mountain Falls. Thanks to our kind entrepreneur with the Kirkpatrick Foundation, the Friends of Ute Pass Trails, and the town itself, we have had beautiful art unveilings, artists; dancers, musicians, and art builders brought in from all over the world. Up by the Wallace Reserve a giant wooden egg was created using pieces of pine bark.
   We created beautiful lanterns and floated them on the lake one evening. The pavilion was silhouetted against the mountains behind Green Mountain Falls



We had performances of ballet dancers at the Green Box Festival. It was heart-stopping beautiful.
A yoga teacher came from New York and inspired us to reach new heights in this beautiful mountain setting.


During Bronc Day there were horses, a parade and huge pancake breakfast. Of course I’ve been involved in all of it . . and glow with pride as I walk around this beautiful town.   I’d love to share it with all of you if you ever come visit!



And I don’t want to forget the great time our drum group had when we entertained folks at the Concrete Couch Festival in Colorado Springs.
And YES! I am still working on Fridays.



Happy New Year 2023

Greetings to my friends all over the world,

I say “all over the world” because I’ve just returned from North India where I met or connected with friends from all over the US, Spain, New Zealand, Australia, Hawaii, India, England . . . and, then my daughter, Shawna, who I haven’t seen in months, is still in Africa. You are all included in this letter! So . . . HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Everyone that sees me since coming home immediately says: “Tell me about India!”
So let’s start there:
I traveled to the north of India called The Punjab, to a beautiful spiritual center called Radha Soami Satsang, Beas. In English that is Science of the Soul on the Beas River. The colony was started over 100 years ago by a Teacher/Master who was living and meditating in a mud hut by the Beas River. The surrounding villagers heard he was there and started visiting him, listening to his discourses on how/why to meditate . . . to go “inside at the third eye” in order find light and Celestial Sound. They would then ask for “initiation” (the teaching). Many of them came a long way and the teacher wanted to take care of them, so, using his own family money, and his earlier training as an engineer, he started building sheds where they could sleep overnight on hay, and a large free kitchen, or “Langar” where, with the help of Sevadors (volunteers), people would be fed three simple meals a day. The place grew, and Grew, and GREW! Now, in 2023, when I was there, there were 320 foreigners from all over the world in our own special compound . . . with our own “Langar”, and FLUSH TOILETS! On the weekends about 500,000 Indian people show up to hear him speak and ask for “initiation”. I know . . . it’s huge!

The teacher now, who was appointed by the Master/Teacher before him, has asked us to call him Baba Ji, which means “Brother”. He’s the kindest and most perfect teacher and friend.
In the village to begin, everyone turns in their cell phones . . . so no photos during the time I was there. The siren will go off every morning for meditation time, at 3 am. After meditation everyone goes to breakfast. Then we foreigners start walking the mile through the tree lined village to a giant open tent called Mande Pandal where everyone (foreigners and Indians) sit, cross legged, on the ground to hear him speak. Every evening he would come to the Foreigners Compound to again speak and give us an opportunity to ask him spiritual questions.
A major high point for me was when I told him it was my eightieth birthday in two days, and my body was having trouble sitting cross legged for two hours of meditation. His response was: “WHAT! YOU’RE EIGHTY?? YOU LOOK LIKE FORTY!” Then he gave me some guidance on finding a new position. For the rest of the week, people were coming up to me to wish me: “Happy Fortieth Birthday!”

So, the whole time there was a beautiful reconnect with old friends, and validation of that place in my heart that has known all my life that there’s more to us humans than simply existing on this plane. 
The month there was deeply nurturing for my heart and soul. I felt completely safe, comfortable (I was given my very own room with a bed and bathroom), and I could easily have lived there the rest of my life.

But no, too many people around the world were waiting for their turn to come, and . . . I have a husband at home, waiting for my return. So, after three weeks, we packed up and were taken to the train or the airport to head back to our countries.

The trip home was exhausting and miraculous as we spent forty-eight hours watching our Lufthansa plane go up and over the North Pole, down across Alaska, Canada, and into Germany . . . then on to Denver, Colorado . . . and all this to avoid the huge storm that was sweeping across the USA that very day. I was “a mess” by the time we reached Denver airport, and was met by my sweet husband, Robert, who got me and my bags into the car, and drove all the way to our home in the mountains, where he put me to bed, and I slept for the next eight hours. WHEW!!!
So there’s the update. I’m home . . . safe and sound, and mostly recovered. I’ve started doing treatments on Fridays again and it’s so so great to see clients who have become LONG TIME FRIENDS. So, call or text if you’d like a treatment. I’d love to see you.

That’s it for now. Soooooo much love to you all, Kathleen

Stir the Magic of Life

It’s been a while since I wrote to you and I’ll be leaving on my big trip to India soon, so I decided it was time to reconnect. Life for me and so many of my friends has been a bit of a wild ride lately. How ‘bout you?
One day, a lady backs into my car in a parking lot, the next week I’m at a favorite trailhead and took a great hike on a beautiful afternoon.  When I returned to the parking area, my car had been robbed!  They didn’t bash any windows, but got in somehow, found my purse, and took all my cash and credit cards . . . and didn’t take my driver’s license . . . Thank Heaven!
Insurance is working it out for both events and soon it will all be settled. Whew! I’m afraid I let it throw me off balance for a while there.
But this morning a whole flock of large, black Ravens arrived on our porch. I’ve always admired Ravens and know they’re one of the most intelligent of birds.
My Animal-Speak book, on the spiritual powers of birds and animals, describes Ravens as “playful, excellent tool users, and, if a Raven comes into your life, expect MAGIC. This implies the ability to teach us how to “Stir the Magic Of Life Without Fear.” I’m learning.
But now, the exciting dance of easing into the winter season is here. The birds are cleaning out their feeder every single day . . . dancing around our porch . . . looking in the window as I open my eyes after meditation. “Feed us! Feed us!” they chirp and whistle at me.
So we’re not the only creatures that seem to speed up in fall. We humans have gatherings and preparations of all sorts to prepare for winter. For me: preparing the yard and greenhouse for winter, cook up/freeze the last vegies, switch out summer for winter clothing, and then . . . thank you’s and final celebrations of all kinds.
It started with a dinner and celebration for all the Pike’s Peak Marathon volunteers. Then there came a lovely thank you dinner for Green Mountain Falls Trail Ambassadors, followed by another one for GMF’s Trail Workers. I’ve never had so many thank you’s for volunteer work before! It’s all about CONNECTION . . . and a pause for winter.
    So now, the BIGGIE! . . . final preparation for India! I’ve done this trip multiple times and I’ve never found it so complicated before. I’ll be going to Northern India; the Punjab, to a beautiful center called Radha Soami Satsang, Beas. My Spiritual teacher is there. Oh, I’m so looking forward to seeing Him.
And I will be celebrating my Eightieth Birthday while there! Whoohoo!
    So, it takes thirty-six hours and several plane changes to get to the nearest town . . . then taxi an hour to the Center. Me . . . Nervous?? Well, yes. That’s why I’m so pleased that the Ravens are coming to visit me and teach me their magic . . . Stir The Magic of Life Without Fear!
   It’s been five years since I’ve done the trip. It turns out I’m traveling alone, as my travel buddy had an important work commitment come up that conflicted with our flights. Originally, we were hoping she’d be able to rebook for three days later and meet me there. But there are so many requirements now, she might not be able to do it all: • Current passport and Visa • Certified Self Declaration at the border that you are COVID free • Proof of all COVID vaccinations • Social Security card and Driver’s License • Certified letter from a doctor saying I am fit to travel • Online registration for Satsang Center • All flights and transfers, from Denver, CO to Amritsar, India, and back
And it all has to be done online! Yikes! I’m turning eighty years old. And, I’m an outdoor girl. This age of Technology is not my thing. But . . . many wonderful friends have stepped up to the plate to help: Robert, Kirmit, Carola, Suzanna to name a few. (Hope I didn’t miss anyone) I’M SO GRATEFUL! I couldn’t have put this trip together without them. 
So, slowly, it’s all coming together. Fear comes . . . I breathe . . . Dig in and Stir the Magic of Life . . . the fear goes and the next piece is completed. Whew! Thank you, Raven buddies and Human buddies!
So, I still have a couple of openings on November 18th and 25th. Then, I’m leaving, and will be out of contact from November 28th thru Christmas. After my trip, on December 30th I still have a few times open. Going into the new year, the first 1/2 hour Tune Up Day will be on January 6th.
I recently met a friend at the grocery store that I hadn’t seen in many many years. She immediately recognized me and excitedly shared how much she loved getting these newsletters and felt very much connected with me. COOL! That’s what these letters are all about. There will probably come a time when I stop them . . . BUT NOT YET!
Though I am choosing to stop some things, darn it. I still am quite “Fit”, but it’s not like I used to be, and I can’t accomplish as much in a day as I used to be able to get done. So, I sadly said “goodbye” to team buddies on the Pikes Peak Marathon Volunteer Team, and very sadly, am letting go of Irish Dancing. That’s a hard one. I do have a last performance with them in Woodland Park on November 6th, and then . . . sigh . . . goodbye.
But life goes on, and there are still many things I can still do . . . like go to India . . . Hike . . . Bike ride (thanks to my wonderful Ebike). So, many of us are starting to make decisions like these. The easing into the “autumn of life” is a very interesting time. It offers a new way of being. We all must go into it . . . learn from it . . . prepare for the next step . . . leaving this body and moving on . . . In my next newsletter, perhaps we can have a conversation about what I’m learning, and amazing insights from Counselor, Sandra Felt, and from Steven Levine, in his book: “Who Dies?”
That’s it for now. Soooooo much love to you all, Kathleen