It was the spring of 2004, a sparkling, sunny morning in Marin County, just across the Golden Gate Bridge from San Francisco. I met a friend at an outdoor cafe, and as we settled in with our lattes she asked about what I had been writing lately.

“Last night I brought down a message about how love, hope and giving weave together in our lives,” I replied.

There was a pause.

“LoveHopeGive!” she exclaimed. “That’s a domain name!” She opened her laptop and logged onto GoDaddy. “It’s available. I’ll get it for you.” In minutes www.lovehopegive.com was registered in my name.

How prescient she was, not only to foresee that I would be developing a web site but also to recognize precisely what it would represent. Those three words encapsulate my writing – and my life. She nailed it.

This Just In

August 2, 2024
 
In meditation beyond time and space, I encountered the Founding Fathers. They presented the US Constitution in vibrational form and invoked that all specifics misaligned with the divinity of humanity identify themselves. Numerous passages arose, floated briefly, then vanished. The remaining document contained no words – only divine intention. 
 
“This is a Consecration – no longer a Constitution – that inaugurates your sacred path forward,” they declared.
 
May it be so.

Gates McKibbin