Hello everyone, Greetings:
Home at last! Home at last! I loved every minute, but I also love coming home. My doggies kissed and kissed me last night as did my sweet husband, Charles. Perhaps that is the best part of traveling. At least I do love coming home.
I have some fun photos of the Seven Rays Conference, and do know it was most enjoyable and very informative. I love being there and soaking up all I can. Dobson Ranch, Mesa, AZ is a lovely place and a wonderful setting for such as this.

Here we are enjoying lunch each day and chatting away.

Our dear friend, Robert Powell, another Sophia fan, greets many and charms all of us.

No retreat or special gathering is complete without its bookstore. This one is always particularly colorful with its international guests and note Rev. Melia Helson is there ready to serve.

We had a labyrinth to enjoy as we walked in silence prior to the beautiful closing ritual lead by Tuija Robbins. (note the orb in the upper right hand corner.)
After leaving Dobson on Sunday at 2:00p.m., I went down the road a bit to Chandler, AZ and gave the presentation of The Absent Mother Returns (a longer version) in a workshop-style with more details and more explanations. It is my favorite way to present it since I want to share more info as I can regarding the divine feminine and not be so tied to a script.

The most exciting thing happened at Chandler.Two friends from some thirty years ago (some of you from Sarasota will remember our fun time at the retreat with Diane Pike and Arleen Lorrance), they came! It was wonderful, and today we are writing to each other and hopefully bringing each other up to date with the happenings of the years. Diane is the widow of Bishop Pike, whom so many loved and cared for those years ago. He lost his life in the desert of Israel and Diane was with him. Her story is a heroic one.
Arleen started the Love Project in New York City, I believe.
Both of these ladies continue to teach and to open the minds of others. To see them again after all these years was indeed a blessing to me. To stay in touch is a wonder, and if I have my way, they will at some point visit us here at the Village and share with us once more. The universe has a wonderful sense of humor and loves to surprise us, does it not?
Next, my stop later Sunday night was for Kathy Manker to deliver me to Carol Beyer’s home, where, of course, we sat and talked. Carol is a dear and precious friend, one of our ministers and teachers, and a nice coincidence is that both she and I are both “Carol Elizabeth,” so we indeed do have a lot in common.

We gather for Carol Beyer’s afternoon presentation; see her welcoming everyone. (note the orb over the ladies.)

Carol has her books out on display in case anyone wants to order. Thank you, Carol, from this author. Carol Beyer will be teaching her Soul Centered Therapy class at the Village in a couple of weeks, and we will all get to visit with her.

I am welcomed by Rev. Anastasia Wilson, another LCCC minister and resident of Arizona who is co-chair with Carol Beyer.
We had a lovely nice-sized group at Surprise, the community in Arizona where Carol Beyer lives, followed by a delicious potluck — the food was wonderful as was the grouping. By the way, while all the rain is in the Oklahoma area, the heat is all in Arizona. The cacti are blooming, and Carol and I took an early morning stroll around her area; everything was beautiful. It was a great way to “top off” the journey.

Here we see Carol’s group and the pot luck at her home. Enjoy! We are all into snacks — did you know talking makes one hungry?

We all enjoyed some time with dear friends of LCCC: Al and Kay Andrews, friends of many years. They were wonderfully present with us although both are always busy; aren’t we all?

Like everywhere, we gather in the kitchen to talk as well.

All too soon we must say good night. Thank all of you for joining us. “Adieu”
I am cooking up an idea to share with you — we will have something ready in a few weeks. Hold us in your heart as I develop an idea I have cooking within.
Blessings, Carol