Cathy Davis

My grandmother was the second of 13 children born around 1904 (no official birth certificate) in a 3-room wooden “house” out in the middle of the Kansas Prairie. It was in an area originally populated by the Cherokee Indians during the Trail of Tears (1830s–1850s). The original house had dirt floors, no running water, no […]

Yep. It happened. Again. Mercury was retrograde, PLUS the full moon . . . add in the “holidays” and several days of overcast skies, and my MOJO was drained. It was time to inject a bit MORE JOY back into my daily routine. Apparently, this is something I’ve been working on for several decades. I