Almost 2 years ago my wife and I stayed with our friends Keith and Laurie for a week in southern Arizona.  They go out there every winter and we sometimes go there to visit and to enjoy nicer weather.  During out visit my wife and her friend Laurie witnessed a condor swoop down in the backyard just a few feet from them.  Condors are very rare in Arizona, they might be a little more common in California.  Right a way I kind of had an idea of what this could mean, condors are associated with death.  Both my wife and her friend had a parent that were getting closer to passing and we knew it.  My father in law would pass later year and now Laurie's mother, Carol, has made her transition.  At the time I didn't tell either of them what I thought the condor meant, I just told them it was a defininte sign and maybe it had another meaning as well.  This brings me full circle to my friend Mike who is getting close as well and while a mutual friend want to try to assist him in some way to stop his suffering, it reminds me of what I learned from my native friends back in 2007 and what the intent of a native prayer is.  So I'll talk about that and see if you're interested in being a part of something.  What?  I'll explain.

Also, I want to share what I learned about celery through my own first hand experience.  Judging by the title you may have thought the condor ate the celery, the 2 are not connected but 2 different stories.  I had carpal tunnel real bad 6 years ago and got an energy treatment that seemed amazing.  It totally healed my carpal tunnel.  What I failed to realize that celery played a role in that as well.  How?  I stopped eating celery and noticed the pain coming back.  I started up again and the pain is gone.  Coincidence?

Love and joy!