Bunny Healing Magic

Mary is not happy with her life. She has a crummy job and a crummy boyfriend. But then a friend gives her a little Dutch bunny who seems to have magical powers. Mary stretches her consciousness with the help of trances and sensory deprivation tanks and finds herself fascinated with the new men in her life. Yes, plural. She finds herself in the middle of crime and a little mystery and things get much more interesting for Mary.

In 1971 I had a very long dream that I typed out and recently I found it in a dream log in my garage. I used it as the first thirty pages of this novella. I think it might have been about a past life I had because it was what I call a movie dream, where I play another person but I experience the dream as myself. In this one I was a woman named Mary who lived in Southern California and was unhappy about her job, her man and her weight. One night a friend gives her a little Dutch bunny and that’s when things start getting weird because the rabbit seems to have the ability to heal. That is the catalyst for Mary to change in a big way. There was mysticism and romance in the dream and I added in hijinks for good measure.

My career has been eclectic, including Vista Volunteer, prison counselor, mental health worker, paralegal, owner of one bakery business and one puppet business and much more. My lifelong passion has been the study of consciousness and to that end I found meditating, hypnotic trances and dream work to be very helpful.

Although I wrote all my life, I never shared it with anyone other than friends and family. Since I retired and moved I became aware of all the poems, short stories, plays, dream logs and beginnings of books that I kept over the years. When I start writing a book, two thirds of the way through another book springs into my mind and I have a hard time finishing the one I’m on. I’m having so much fun.

My first book “Hello, This is the Universe” started as a journal of the most memorable paranormal events in my life, which I kept to look for patterns. That didn’t shed much light, so I went back and filled in the events which were happening in my life before each bit of weirdness. I added to this journal and updated it for thirty four years and finally, I realized it was finished. That book is the only non-fiction book I’ve written.

Sending the book off to Book Baby set something off inside of me and months later I finished another book called “Bunny Healing Magic” which started out as a dream log entry. Another dream led to “Psychic Energy War” and I had so much fun with that one I may make it a series. I am working on another book which will be called “Reincarnation Station.” I am the female protagonist in all my books and I put parts of my life in every book (because I’m not good enough to make this stuff up) along with my dreams, my food and my friends. The names are changed to protect the innocent and the guilty too.

I don’t know if it is correct to call them ‘books’ because they are all pretty short. My attention span has gotten so much shorter and my writing is rather pithy. So I think of them as novellas and I’m thinking of starting a website called Easy Reads.

I am still a hippy.