Sophy’s Wisdom
Welcome to my blog! I started this space when I was best known for writing about angels (hence the beautiful angel at the top of the page), and over time, it has grown—much like a vine—to cover a variety of topics. I chose the name “Sophy” for the blog because it means wisdom (as in philosophy, the “love of wisdom”). It’s also my Christened name, spelled with a “y,” which makes it personal. Wisdom, to me, is “experience coupled with thoughtfulness of what was learnt,” and that’s what I’ve been striving to uncover and share throughout my life. From spiritual musings to deeper reflections on life’s challenges, this blog is a place where I offer my insights, experiences, and thoughts on everything from angels to our ever-evolving world.
I’m so happy you’re here, and I’d love for you to sign up for occasional updates. You can expect thoughtful offerings about being psychic, dealing with fears, or just navigating the complexities of the world we live in. I hope something here speaks to you and encourages a deeper connection with the wisdom we all seek.
Signs of Angels Watching Over Us
Well, I’ve just posted a few words about how the Universe sends us gifts and roses, the little grace notes that affirm we’re not alone. Here is another story, quite different, that I told about in...
Roses and Grace Notes
I wrote last time about the Dark Side – an aspect of the spiritual that I don’t like to think much about. Today I want to write about the LIGHT. And since we’ve just finished Valentine’s Day, it’s...
The Dark Side
I rarely touch on the Dark Side in this optimistic, light-filled angel blog, but recently something happened to me so unusual that I share it, in case there are others who feel lonely and lost,...
Love: The Only Way of Being
One of the joys of writing a blog is to discover that someone reads it. These past weeks I’ve received several reports of spiritual experiences—and I want to tell them all. But I pick only two– both...
What is Enlightenment
Years ago I interviewed the Dalai Lama for my book, The Ecstatic Journey, Walking the Mystical Path in Everyday Life. The book is about what happens when you have a spiritual experience and what...
The Meaning of Life
I’ve been thinking about the meaning of life. It’s the kind of monumental question I used to worry like a terrier with a toy when I was young and that I don’t have time for now that I’m older....
Ghosts, goblins and spirits
It’s almost Hallowe’en again, when we scare ourselves with witches, demons, ghosts and goblins, vampires and zombies, laughing in the face of frightening death; and it seems appropriate to tell a...
To Trust
In Anne of Green Gables (usually considered a children’s book) the heroine knows what to do by seeing a flash of light—meaning “yes!” I write of such things in The Art of Intuition and also in A...
Sophy’s 10 Rules of the Universe
I don’t write much about angels anymore. To me, they are so commonplace that I might as well write about the air and trees: sometimes I see them shimmering just at the corner of my eye, or as an...
prose-poem, Pondering
Once when I was a child, hardly bigger than a tadpole, I thought that if I breathed in hard, I could pull in so much air that when I let it out it would bound like bubbles under water, filling all...
Are you looking for a neat Christmas present?
Holy Cow! My out-of-print, rare novel, THE PRESIDENT’S ANGEL is now available as an E/BOOK; Yours for $2.99. Stocking Stuffers! THE PRESIDENT’S ANGEL, a novel of politics and life, with...
Happy Christmas and Children Killed
All around us flicker the bright lights and carols of happy Christmas. It is the season to be loving, forgiving, joyful, generous, free of resentments, self-pity, fear and anger, but for many people...
Why Women Have More Intuition than Men, not to mention seeing angels more
I don’t usually talk about my books on my blog, which I’m told is a BIG MISTAKE, because for what other reason does one spend time blogging (they tell me) except to market your own stuff? But...
The Stories We Tell
The Stories We Tell Ourselves Habit is habit, and not to be flung out of the window by any man, but coaxed down-stairs a step at a time. Mark Twain Not long ago a friend, Rachel, phoned me in...
Falling Angels
Last week during my reading group, one woman produced a “show and tell.” It was a silken fragment of a World War II parachute, in green-brown jungle camouflage, that had been used in the invasion of...
Lost and Found
I don’t know what to make of some of the odd things that happen to us all. I’m thinking of lost items vanishing and turning up again exactly where you’ve looked a dozen times. As if the objects...
About the Yucky Word, Prayer, and then a little Miracle
Not long ago I was asked to speak to a small group about prayer and praying, which are rather distasteful words to most of us. And yet we’re praying all the time. Thoughts are prayers. When we’re...
How Hard It Is
In the past months I’ve been going through one of those dark periods that fall over me now and again, of dismay and despair. My distress was so great that I felt the greatest kindness I could offer...