I remember bits and pieces from the night my son was born. Taken together, these fragments form a quilt of memories. These snapshot memories are full of textures, smells, sights, and sounds that transform the day previously known only as my mom’s birthday into my mom’s birthday and the day my son was born. My son and Grandma would forever be “Birthday Buddies.” I remember my determination to have a […]
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April Salzano | Praying for Red Lights
I AM SITTING ON THE TOILET, bent in half, pushing. Oh God let it be over soon, get it out, get it out. My uterus spasms, contracts, retracts, then goes slack. I feel myself wrap around the clot, as if it is attached to my cervix by a string, as if every push causes a pull on a connecting fiber. I just want it to let go and get out. […]
J. Patrick Johnson | There is no final frontier
Hello my friends. It is good to be back on this side of the veil again and to give my perspective from both sides of the looking glass. If you have read my previous contributions to The Moon, you already know my story. For the sake of those who haven’t, I shall quickly give a little background: I was a firefighter and hazardous materials trainer and team member in my […]
J. Patrick Johnson | Ask Patrick
Editor’s Note: Based on his ten near-death experiences, Patrick has agreed to answer readers’ questions, either in this forum or by private email. If you ask a question you don’t want answered publicly, The MOON will forward it, along with your email address, to him. If you are willing to have the question answered publicly, all readers can benefit. Q. Is it possible we actually sense the nearness of spirits […]
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