The Power Of The Afterlife

The Power Of The Afterlife

This is John, my beloved former fiancé who died in my arms in March 2016.

It was one of the most horrifying and gorgeous experiences of my life, and I’ve written a lot about it previously in my Magic Blog, including about many of his amazing activities in the afterlife.

You might wonder why I also describe the experience as gorgeous- it is because of the incredible love I felt and feel as a result of knowing him, and everything I’ve learned and am learning, since. 

I now understand that there is no “death” in the conventional understanding, and that there is tremendous under, or unutilized power available to us from the afterlife- especially in this current time.

With respect to everyone reading and all the different belief systems, I want to share more now about what I believe and have experienced about the power of the 

afterlife and to share John’s gift with you. 

I started connecting with beings in the afterlife in my childhood- actually I connected with beings from all sorts of dimensions, including those in the future. 

I have all sorts of memories of the future. 

When I was young, I saw Native Americans cooking in the corner in my bedroom at night. When I told my parents, they told me I was over imaginative. So I learned not to talk about it- with them.

Before John left, he told me he was eager to mentor people from beyond the physical realm and that all they had to do was ask. He was so excited that he could be all over the universe in an infinite number of places at once. He has asked me to remind you that you can ask him.

If you’re drawn to this idea, you can ask him as simply as this: 

“John, could you help?” 

You might picture his face or just his energy. You don’t need to “know him” to be able to do this. I often ask for him to connect before I go to sleep, and he appears in my dream and responds.

I ask him often and he has: fixed things, found things, reassured me, helped me to create new things- I have profound experiences with this all of the time. One of the most profound of all was that John told me that my life partner was arriving in May. I met my beloved David on May 21 2018, and we’ve been joyfully loving and living together ever since. 

And of course it’s not only John, anyone in the afterlife can be called on for help or insight. I know for example that Ruth Bader Ginsburg is very active right now. 

You might already be doing this and accessing this power with people in your life who have departed physically.

I asked John recently if he knew who would win the upcoming United States election, and he said that the outcome is being powerfully developed by all of us, and that loving is the whole point.

He had given me his wisdom about this prior to the last election in 2016 after he departed and has been helping to guide me in communicating about it since.

So vote for love with your whole heart and keep doing that no matter who “wins.

We have mighty missions now, and every soul is needed, including the ones we don’t agree with. Practicing unconditional love- no matter what- is the key- which is often the hardest vote of all. And remember that if you practice badly, it still works.

If you wish, let the beings in the afterlife know what you need and want- they have tremendous power in all ways– especially without having physical bodies and personalities to deal with.

John is available in his infinite presence, and eager to be asked. 

Let me know if you’re drawn, or have experiences with this sort of energy, I’ll love to hear. 

And of course, vote!




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I Miss Sitting Close

I Miss Sitting Close

This photo is from a tiny party I had in July 2018, before David moved in and before the world of ourselves changed.
Thank you dear Andrea for standing on the couch to take the photograph.
Thank you from left to right: Virginia, Yofe,
moi, Val, Eric, Vanda, Monica.

When I saw it, it made me realize that I miss sitting close- leaning, squeezing, hugging, singing, laughing, crying close together with people that I like + love.
Maybe you do too?

Since I’ve been teaching on video calls since 2010, a certain kind of visual closeness is familiar to me- and I’m so gratefull to technology for being able to gather closely in that way.

But I miss sitting close.

I’m writing about this to be close in another kind of way- to closely share my intimate experience with you helps me to feel closer to you, and myself.

There are lots of other things I miss, and some I don’t.

I don’t miss pressuring myself to “be social,” when I don’t feel like it. As much as I am usually clear and direct about what I want, I sometimes “do things” or go places out of fear, obligation or guilt.
Can you relate?

Years ago, I figured out that that spells
FOG:-) and I now adjust my activities accordingly. It feels like quarantine supports me in practicing with that, and instead of FOMO (Fear Of Missing Out) I am much more able to practice JOMO
(Joy Of Missing Out.)

What do you miss?
What don’t you?
What are you practicing?



p.s. if you miss listening to something real and nourishing, call me on my Inspiration Line 415 546 3742 and say hi. I’ll love to hear your voice. Or, you can simply listen and hang up- I’ll appreciate that too.

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You Are Your Own Healer

You Are Your Own Healer

I send you this art as a reminder of your healing abilities- no matter what.

As I was deciding what to write for this Magic Blog, I found myself bereft of words, caught in what felt like a hopeless entanglement of sadness and loss.

No-thing in particular, everything in general.

I imagine you know what I mean.

I’m reminded of what someone said to last week when I wrote about being yelled at in my Magic Blog.

Kathryn Tabor wrote;
“How do you do it SARK? Cheerful on top of Cheerful?”

And I replied;
Dear Kathryn Tabor!
“I’m cheerfull layered in with crabbiness, despair and absolute horror. I just don’t get stuck there.”

Lots of people thanked me for my honesty, for being real.

I’ve been doing this work of being real and vulnerable my whole life, and for my whole writing life, and since I began publishing my work in 1989.

I cannot imagine being any other way, and have waited my whole life for the world to openly share more of their real selves too, and am so pleased by the significant positive shifts I see and experience in those directions.

Especially when that realness contributes to real healings for real people in this world.

The more we can each be who we really and truly are, embracing and sharing our shadows and sharing our light, and opting out of trying to bypass the real stuff, the more we can move forward in and with love.

What about you? Do you feel like you can be real? What stops you or supports you in that? In what ways are you healing yourself? Let me know in the comments if you wish.



You Are Your Own Healer

So. Much. Love.

The other day, I was standing tucked into the corner of a garden space on the street, far away from all people, writing on my cell phone with my mask down.

A woman with a small dog on a leash appeared on the sidewalk-about 3/4 of block away-shouting,
“You’re part of the problem! It’s people like you without a mask!!!”

I didn’t realize at first that she was shouting at me.

I pulled up my mask briefly to show her that I had one and continued writing.
She shouted louder and started screaming all sorts of things at me.

As irritation and anger rose large in me, I suddenly also saw all her fear unmasked. I realized that she felt terrified to be out walking in the dangerous (in her mind) sunshine air in any kind of proximity to an unmasked person- even though we were at that point, more than 30 yards apart.

I then located my compassion and was able to just beam love towards her- she continued screaming, so there was no chance for dialogue.

I think that deliberately occupying love is our greatest activism. Occupying love in the face of hatred or fear is our “no matter what” opportunity.

If course it doesn’t always “work.”
Then we must have love for ourselves.

And when we experience our own versions of fear or hatred, that we remember that we too are “them.”

I am often busy thinking that I’m not “like them.”

It is a time like no other, and we are being called to generate love like no other.
Of course this doesn’t mean we can’t or don’t get angry or resist.

I believe it means that we let love be larger and more frequently visible, and that we return to love swiftly much more often.

As you vote, vote for that. You are voting, or have voted, right?

What about you? How are you moving through your life with love? I’ll love to know.



A Miracle Encounter + Invitation

A Miracle Encounter + Invitation

A few months after my former fiancé John died, I replaced the blinds in our bedroom, and the installer helped me take the old blinds to the recycling bin. 

As we did this work together, I said, 

“Thank you for helping me do this. My fiancé John would have helped, but he changed his residence to heaven.” 

(I was experimenting with different ways to say that he had died.)

And this man practically shouted,

“You mean he DIED?”

And I replied that he had, and then he exclaimed,                                                    

“How long ago?” 

I told him it had been a few months. He then said,                                                                

“How can you be this good, after that happened?”

I explained that I lived in so much love, and was filled up with so much love, that even this huge loss couldn’t take that love away. I also shared that I had been helplessly sobbing on the floor before he arrived- that I had felt, and feel both horribly sad and incredibly glad, and everywhere in between. I explained that this is what I do with losses.

He then said,

“Well not me! I’m not married, I don’t have kids or even pets, I’m not going to risk losing love and getting my heart broken. Nope, no big-or little- losses for me!”

I told him I understood, and then gently asked if that didn’t mean he was living in loss every day? 

He just stopped and stared at me for the longest time and then said,

“Well, I never thought of it that way. I think you’ve opened my heart right here by this recycling bin. It’s a miracle.”

He asked if I was writing a book about this and I said that I was:

 Living (Mostly) Wonderfull: The Surprising Gifts of Terrible Things.

Now I’m inviting you to attend a brand new depthfull retreat I’m teaching called:

The Surprising Gifts of Terrible Things

*gift locating is optional

 Alchemizing Losses of All Kinds and Letting more Love IN

Get all the details and SIGN UP HERE. I’ll see you there. 

I had a conversation with my dear friend Elissa after this miracle encounter, and she offered this:

“When you try to protect yourself from loss by not loving, or by loving less, you are subject to a feeling of continuous loss.

If you choose love, and eventually lose it, the pain of the loss is temporary. You can practice loving through all the losses, over and over.”

During the retreat you will learn new ways to let more love IN because of the losses, and how to fill yourself UP with the capacity to alchemize both the wonderfull and terrible things that happen.     

(Note: this is not achieved by positive thinking- rather by feeling and loving your way through.) 

You will experience significant new ways to practice alchemizing loss and change and receive immediate benefit as you move forward in your life.

I send us all the willingness to keep feeling and alchemizing our losses and letting more love in.

Let me know how loss is moving in your life and how I can support you in loving your way through. 



p.s. Come if you feel sad, depleted, anxious, hopefull, joyfull, inspired or eager to create the NEW. This is an uncommon retreat, created as a result of my “deeply grieving and wildly living” both- like bird wings. You will be nourished, uplifted and shown new ways to love yourself with ALL the feelings in your emotional family and the people in your life (and this will of course spill out into the world), and in addition to all of that, you will likely have fun;-) 

There is also an optional time for an hour after the retreat to be in small serendipitous groups. Sign up HERE.

For Anyone Grieving- Which Is All Of US

For Anyone Grieving- Which Is All Of US

I’m writing a lot about “deeply grieving & wildly living” in my new book:

Living (Mostly) Wonderfull:
The Surprising *Gifts of Terrible Things
*the gift locating is optional- some things just remain feeling terrible.

I believe that there is a new paradigm of grieving available to us all, where we are grieving not only for death, but for all of our ongoing losses.

We can be actively deeply grieving and wildly living, both at the same time with all the small and large losses in our lives- things like daily routines, lost dreams, relationships, health, hopes, ways of living, challenging financial circumstances, social justice, climate changes, these and so many other losses all call for our active grieving.

We can grieve everything as we live, and blend it all together, and apply that healing mixture skillfully to the lives we are living right now- in all of our circumstances.

Before my former fiancé John died in my arms in 2016, I thought that grief was known to me, and after the deaths of my parents and cat, and all my losses of all kinds.

I thought I was somewhat “experienced at grieving.” And of course I knew something about it, as we all do from living a life.

Death most often brings our awareness to grief in a bigger way- I know it did for me.
My experience with John’s death showed me how little I actually knew– because grief showed up endlessly to teach me.

There is so much to grieve right now.

Death of course, and losses of all shapes and sizes. There are all the non linear stages of grief to navigate and feelings to feel, and there is just so much to grieve right now.

That’s the good news.
It’s good because we love and we grieve. If we’re willing, we can let our grieving lead to even more loving.

Fear of grief and grieving is a larger loss than whatever we’re grieving. We fear grieving because we think we’ll feel worse if we participate, when in fact, we’ll feel…
perhaps not better at first- but different.

That “feeling different” starts the loosening and softening of our resistance to grieving, which then leads to more loving.

As you may know- in 2018, I allowed more love into my life in the form of a remarkable soulmate named David, and we live and love in this kind of “grieving while living” paradigm- deeply grieving and wildly living both, and everywhere in between. And I experience MORE LOVE as a result of this kind of grieving.

What’s your experience with grieving and what losses are you particularly experiencing right now? Let me know.

Also, I am inviting you to join me Thu/17 @1pm Pacific for a special gathering on FB Live, to show you ways to release some losses & let in some more love.

Register HERE and you’ll receive a recording if you can’t be there live.



You Are A Creative Genius

You Are A Creative Genius

I can already hear you saying that you’re not a creative genius, or that others are, or that others are more than you, or that it’s overblown hyperbole. 

It could be the word genius;-) 

But consider this definition:

“Genius comes from the Latin word of the same name, meaning “guardian deity or spirit which watches over each person from birth” or “innate ability.” 

Isn’t that lovely? Certainly we are all qualified by birth for that.

What if I wrote: You are a creative? 

Would you wonder if you were?
Or would you know that you are creating all the time? 

Ideas, solutions, love, ways of being, food, NEW THINGS. 

And I created these words some years ago, isn’t the last line extra funny now??

I want to know:
What are you enjoying creating?
What do you wish you were creating?
What do you enjoy about zoom? 

 Respond in the comments, and we will all be inspired. 

I’m creating more love and creativity everywhere and in every way that I can.
Join me in creating a new world that works + plays for EVERYone.



A Rapture of Apricots

A Rapture of Apricots

I reposted this *photograph on Facebook and it gathered SO many delicious comments and magical memories– thank you if you were one of the contributors, and for you reading or seeing now!
*I haven’t been able to locate the name of the photographer- if you know, please let me know so I can give credit.

I titled this photo “A Rapture of Apricots” because that’s how I felt when I saw it.

This was then suggested to me on Facebook by Rachel Kirk:
“I want a grouping of everything that brings joy to be called a rapture. A rapture of peonies. A rapture of children laughing.”

Nelden Dalisay Djakababa Gericke said,
“For me, the list includes a rapture of mangoes!”

And Rachel Kirk replied;
“Yes!! And baby toes and fresh peaches warmed by the sun.”

YES!!! A rapture of everything.

I was also struck by the many descriptions of memories of eating apricots.
Here are just a few:

Penny Meallin said,
“So beautiful. It reminds me of my Grandparents orchard where we lived when we first came to Australia. I can smell them from here. Juice running down my chin”

Judith Presson exclaimed,
“Ohhhhh! We had an apricot tree when I was growing up–there is nothing like a warm, ripe, juicy apricot fresh from the tree!! What a wonderful picture!!”

Karen Casey observed,
“My grandmother had a huge old twisted apricot tree. As a kid I would climb up into it and gorge on velvety soft, sun warmed apricots. Shop brought have never tasted as good as those”

Annie Chavez muses,
“A tiny town on the Danube in Austria….ahhhhh…thank you for this priceless memory trigger…”

I think we are all extra steeping in memories right now, as we travel through our quarantine times.

In our inner worlds, we can travel through time and reawaken memories of all kinds of raptures.

What delicious and magical memories do you want to recall? Let’s share some with each other here. I’ll love to read yours.

I remember the magic of my crooked crab apple tree in the backyard and the rough bark as I climbed up there with a book. It was such a rapture of books and fruit and imagination.

Magic is all around us and that reminds me of this writing by Edna St. Vincent Millay:

“If I ever see a russet apple tree, I shall climb it. And with a book in my hand. Or, if I find that I must use both hands now when I climb an apple tree, then with a book in my mouth.”

We persist in thinking we are separate from magic, or that we must be “special” to find or experience it. Or, that it doesn’t exist.

Magic doesn’t mind, it just appears.

I believe that we can create the conditions for magic anytime we want by shifting our mood and energy to be able to see or experience it.

Ask this question of yourself more often,
“What would help make this more magical?”

It works everywhere, including at the dentist, the bank, during an argument or when you’re feeling resistance or refusal about something.

The answer might involve quitting, pausing, reconfiguring or recreating.

The question provides the space for the magic to enter. Your eyes and spirit are the experiencers.

Magically yours,


p.s. I’ll be whipping up some magic in August with a FB Live(ly) Fri/14th @ 11am Pacific and a super magical class later in August.  I’ll be sharing more about them in a twinkle of your eye;-)

Let Pleasure Be Primary

Let Pleasure Be Primary

Some time after my beloved fiancé John died in March 2016, I had started resuming somewhat “normal activities” and was at my local UPS store picking up and shipping packages. 

During this time, I was astonished that the world kept turning after he diedI didn’t see then how my life could or would really go on

The UPS worker who had seen me through the seemingly endless days when John was so ill, was there as I turned in some packages to be shipped. 

She put her hand on mine and said with so much love in her eyes,
I know how sad you are, and I want to remind you that now you get to create an entirely new life!”
It shocked me that she said this.

And it stayed with me, because I didn’t want to create a new life- I wanted the one that I had with John back again! Didn’t she know that? Of course I appreciated that she cared, and I had a feeling that there was an important message for me in what she said.

Then I remembered one of the last things John said to me before he died, when I asked how I could possibly go on without him.

Susan, you get happy. Happier than you’ve ever been. And when love comes again, you go full speed ahead.”

And when I reflected again on that, I realized that he had meant love with a new person and, he had also meant LOVE IN GENERAL.

So I wrote something called “I’m Dating the World,” and so many of you responded, and said you lived, or wanted to live like that too.

That writing led me to my beloved David, and I did also get happier than I’d ever been, and sadder too. They both blended together into what I call Deeply Grieving and Wildly Living, which is the book I’m currently writing and teaching from.

One of my many intentions is to let pleasure be primary. This means doing and being more of what I love no matter what, as often as possible. How are you doing or creating pleasure? Is it primary in your life? Why or why not?

Here’s what I wrote that drew David in:
I’m Dating the World 

And the update to that is that we’re both dating the world now- we were each living that way separately, and now we live that way together.

Double the magic!

I know now that my focus on letting pleasure be primary was no diminishment to my love for and with John. It’s a tribute to the love we shared when he was physically present, and now continues into infinity.

I wish more pleasure for you in every way, and that your love for life bubbles up and spills over into every possible place.

Joyfully, pleasurably, delightfully,


p.s. I LOVE playing around on Instagram! You can find me there SARKifying life.

Resting Is Productive

Resting Is Productive

Many times I become so sure that “doing something” is the best plan.

It seems so important to DO.

And of course there are so many things that must be done, and that are good to do. Then there is overdoing, which I have excelled at.

We even name our lists “to do” lists.

My beloved David creates “to be” lists and looks at the end of the day to see if he has been able to BE what he envisioned.

Here’s one of his lists from the other day:


Sometimes he checks with me to see if I want to give examples of how he was able to be any of his list items.

Almost always, I’m able to easily point to ways he was able to be what he’d envisioned, and add others.

When we can be who and what we’d like, I find that the doing becomes easier.

I think it allows the doing part of the brain to rest, and we can stop trying to be who we really are by doing, and inhabit who we really want to BE.

Which likely involves more rest.

To the doing part of us, rest is wastefull, unnecessary or even lazy.

Or, we just really don’t have time.

The being part of us revels in and relishes rest.

And of course we need the do-er and the be-er active in ourselves to live in this world- the questions are, how much are you mindfully engaging in both? Or not?

Fresh thoughts move us in new directions- how are your thoughts fresh or not? I’m frequently uncovering stale thoughts and switching to fresher ones.

Rest More Often

I know- it’s hard to rest when there’s so much to do. There’s no time to rest and resting is a waste of time or only for when you’re ill or injured.

Rest Anyway

If you’re busy or stressed or doing lots of things, the counter balance is rest

Rest Smaller

Tiny or micronaps have a big benefit

Rest in the Midst of Doing 

Do less, be more

Know that your Resting Contributes to

Fresh thoughts
Happier spirits
More productive doing
Ability to love
A peacefull soul

Sometimes we just need permission to rest or nap.

This is your permission.



p.s. All my resting and napping has produced the most wonderfull opportunity and you are invited! I’ll be the keynote and teaching at
The Gathering of the Creatives conference this September 4-6 with Julia Cameron, Flora Bowley, Jacob Nordby, and so many other terrific teachers- you can see them all HERE.  Super earliest bird pricing is available through Sun/1st March. This is my one live in-person workshop of 2020! 

Then, even more loving, lounging and creating~

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