"The Kiss, The Agreement"
In the winter of 98/99’, I developed a powerful connection with a sacred mountain near my home in Arizona. Through a series of journeys in a quest to climb to the pinnacle, I discovered the sacred teachings of the mountain. Spirit showed me that I couldn’t control the outcome of a situation, and that by following the path of least resistance I could experience joy and a more direct route to personal fulfillment.
A short time later in March of 99’, my life partner and I were in San Francisco for a show and lecture. I was enthusiastic about sharing the teachings of the mountain at my lecture. Due to unforeseen events the circumstances of my lecture changed. I wasn’t taking the path of least resistance and going with the flow and disappointment welled up. I thought that “I was in control”. Apparently, I hadn’t learned the lesson of the mountain. The series of events that followed were all designed to ingrain a new way of thinking.

We left San Francisco and forged ahead over dangerous mountain passes through an intense snowstorm. We spent the night in Reno, Nevada. Early the next morning on March 9, I was in the steam room of the hotel’s exercise club. A heightened awareness occurred that I relished being in the physical body. Sensing the prescence of Spirit, I agreed to listen and accept the messages that were being sent. In hindsight, I was negotiating with spirit to stay in my physical body .
We left Reno to drive to our next show in Denver. Later that afternoon as we passed Wells, Nevada, the landscape became increasingly surreal and I started to notice every little detail, as if in slow motion. I unfastened my seat belt and turned around to retrieve something from the back seat and felt an overwhelming sense of claustrophobia. When I sat back down my partner emphatically reminded me to put on my seat belt. The landscape became even more alive. I noticed with the approaching sunset, how every subtle nuance of shape, color, and light played on the trees and mountains.

We passed exit #333, the sign said: "Deeth, Nevada". I thought to myself, “Death, what a strange name for a town, as I misconstrued the E for an A. We had gone a few miles when my partner seemed intrigued and almost hypnotized by the light snow flurries dancing on the road.

All of a sudden, as we crested the top of a hill we skidded on black ice, lost control, hit an embankment, flipped 3 or more times and landed with my side door toward the ground. We both lost consciousness. My partner saw many beings crowded in the truck with us, working on our physical bodies so that we wouldn’t land on impact with major injuries.They reassured him that it wasn’t his time to cross over. During this time, I remember being in the tunnel of light that we pass through when leaving this physical plane. I made an agreement to stay in my body, change my control issues, let go and allow things to happen more...not to push to control the end results. I asked for Spirit’s help to lighten my load and allow myself to receive more. I was told to allow Spirit to guide me. I was dualistic in agreeing to these terms. Being half in the tunnel and half in the physical plane, my partner’s higher self pulled me back into my body by landing on top of me, which accounts for the premonition of claustrophobia before the accident. My leg was pinned down, and I jolted back into my body.I knew that we were in trouble. Iassumed my partner was conscious (he wasn’t) and requested in a loud voice many, many times to blow the horn. He wasn’t responding. Finally, after shouting, I partially pulled him back into his body. He later told me that he heard my voice, as if it were Through a tunnel, far away, even though we were in close proximity. He heard that I was in trouble, as I also was asking him to try to move his position, taking the painful pressure off my leg. His weight had pulled me back from going into the light. Before both of us became conscious I heard him say aloud “There are so many beings crowded here with us.” I had assumed he was conscious. He was not totally on this plane until the rescuers came , broke the window and pulled him out into the freezing night.

It had seemed like an eternity waiting for help. Asking my partner to blow the horn was a desperate attempt to escape from entrapment . After being pulled out from the front window and thinking my partner was fully conscious and not injured, I checked for damage to all my original paintings. It wasn’t until the next day that I discovered that the only one that was damaged was “Pathway to the Light”! Another irony was the fact that under the wheel of the vehicle in the snow, I found one of my favorite books, “The Language of Letting Go”! In retrospect, this was the very message that Spirit had been sending me. Thankfully, my partner and I sustained no permanent injuries.

The next day,after being released from the hospital, I drove a rental truck to Wells, to retrieve all our belongings from the totalled vehicle. It was strange that I got stuck in the mud at the same place our accident had occurred. After my partner and I regrouped, I felt a compelling urge to push ahead to go on to Denver for the next show. The biggest snow storms of the season were moving into the mountains that we would be passing through. My sister and partner strongly discouraged my pushing ahead . I alternated between times of anger and times of letting go. I struggled to learn the lesson. We headed toward our home in Arizona . Because of a big event in Las Vegas, there were no available motel rooms and we continued to drive, finally stopping at the Hoover Dam at 3:00 a.m. Exhausted, (my partner with his broken rib and me still in shock) we decided to sleep in the moving van for the night. The next morning my partner awoke me. We then shared the most passionate kiss of our lifetime…A CELEBRATION OF BEING ALIVE!

As time elapsed, all became clear. From an ensuing canyon retreat, Spirit came through with a message for me. As I let go, relax and trust, I will be open to receiving abundant joy, love, and nurturing. If I constrict and try to control the energy, I will experience fear, negativity and disharmony. Don’t be too hard on myself as I am human and make mistakes. Simply observe the constriction and reopen the receiving.

The Kiss, The Agreement is about the agreement my life partner and I made to experience this accident in order to come back with greater commitment to do the work we had come into this life time for.

When I returned to the cave near the sacred mountain, I instinctively picked up a rock with a significant meaning. It looked like a torso of a body without a head. I then realized that I need to stay out of my head. If I hadn’t worn my seatbelt in the accident, I would have been decapitated….

Notice the symbolism from my experiences in the canyon in this painting.
Red-tail hawk which took off in flight from a few feet in front of me down the canyon showing the way:
Butterfly which means transformation.
Mountain Lion which means accepting a leadership role. When I was sleeping in the canyon I had a dream in which there was no escape from the lion.
Hummingbird which symbolizes the joy in letting go.
Dragonfly which means illusion. Everything isn’t always the way it appears.