While I was running around Colorado last week, I learned of Sylvia Browne’s passing on 20 November, eleven days ago.
Sylvia Browne lived a life to be celebrated. Cynics and skeptics were never her issue. While crowds of haters picked out every false prediction Sylvia made, she was writing amazing books about her experiences and opinions as a Medium – and starting a church.
Regardless of how anyone feels about the nature of her work, Sylvia Browne moved people, educated students and changed people’s lives for better. No inhabitant of Earth is perfect, it’s literally impossible. So I don’t really understand why the woman was verbally assaulted by so many non-believers. Each to their own, I suppose.
Francine and Sylvia are both on the other side doing very well, so I hear.
I am over the moon to be back in New York City cult collective! Truth be told, my travels out west subtly accented my east-coast nature. I really am a New Yorker, according to the rest of the states. I realize that I live in Times Square, but I don’t think anyone aspires to be stereotyped.
That said, Colorado will remain a place I visit as long as I have family there. And it is a truly beautiful place indeed.
I feel relaxed after so much time off, and thankful to not have alitude sickness anymore. Now all I need to do is get rid of Fronkles’s mange and all will be right with the world.