2020 The Awakening

We are halfway through the year 2020 and it has been one hell of a ride thus far. One thing after another is destabilizing our world. Whether it is physically, emotionally, socially, environmentally, the life-altering events are rolling in and taking us into new directions. These abrupt shifts have got us flying all over the place. Well, put on your seat belts, because we are only at the halfway mark.

For the past six months, I have been observing the patterns and activities that have been unfolding. From those observations, I think it is safe to conclude that the going-on’s of our times is indeed parallel to the numerology of this year being 2020. 

The number twenty is the number of Awakening. Double that and it is a double awakening, but even more interesting the equation becomes four. 2+0+2+0=4  Four is the number of stability or instability. In the Tarot deck, the number twenty is represented by the Major Arcana card Judgement. So what does all this mean? It means we are in a period of time when our society is being shaken up at such a high notch that the old paradigm can fall apart and we have the opportunity to rebuild it. It means that each and every one of us is given the opportunity to have an honest look within ourselves and question our true values. It means that the old high society people running the show is having the curtain removed, like that of the Wizard of Oz.  As we take things apart, we rebuild. Things like social injustices and racism have taken the lead in our sixth month of introspect. These events are forcing society to dissemble what is not acceptable and create a structure that provides true equality. The number twenty suggests bringing about new ideas, new purposes, new ambitions, and sacrifice to do so. I think seeing thousands of people getting beat by police at a peaceful protest during a pandemic to stand for #BlackLivesMatter would be an example of that. Many people truly endangered themselves to do so. And then to see them win with intelligence, kindness, and integrity. And justice.

The number four is what really interests me. The four vibration means changes in all areas of life. It’s about reform movements that liberate and create equal rights for minorities. It is the number of brotherhood and sisterhood. This is part of the collective stability that becomes the platform of our society.

But it is also the number of finding stability in all areas of one’s life. Mental, physical, environmental; these are all parts of us that need to have stability. Most people are too busy to slow down and take time for self-reflection. It is interesting that because of this pandemic everyone around the planet has been forced at some point to isolate and faced with the proposal of self-reflection, self-healing, self-honesty. We will either find inner stability, or inner chaos. So far, the whole isolation thing has either been a nightmare or a blessing for people. Being alone with ourselves is not always an easy thing.

The number four is also about “process”. In order to create change, there must be a process. In order to build something, there must be a process. To heal…process. To achieve goals…process. To make a change…a process.

Another aspect of the twenty vibrations is associated with Judgement.  I don’t see this as the sky parting and we become judged by paranormal entities. I think if we take a moment and look at the behavior that is taking place all over the internet and our neighborhoods we can see enough judgment.  It’s like a judgment on speed dial. It’s like a pandemic of judgment out there. People judging each other. People are judging themselves. It’s political. It’s personal. It’s out of control. It’s almost comical.

The life we knew before 2020 is no longer here. This energy of the twenty and the four is bringing us to the next paradigm. The future is still unfolding and we are all equally in a position of not knowing what is coming next. Many people have lost their personal possessions, their jobs, and their loved ones.  The pain is real. And it isn’t going away anytime soon. 

So what do we do? The only answer that resonates with me right now is to stay diligent on what is happening around me and my family. I have surrendered to the knowing that I don’t know. But what I also discovered is that although the life we knew before is no longer here, we have an amazing opportunity to decide who we want to be when we come out on the other side of this. We can be healed on so many levels. So we do have some choices and we do have some power in this. We can be a part of shaping a collective future as well as a personal future. As we fight for the survival of our people, meaning humanity, we learn how to be humane. We can harness the power of the number four and create a beautiful foundation for all to co-exist. And with this awakening comes responsibility.

Stay safe everyone. Help out your neighbor. And remember to love yourself.

My First Urn

 My love for ceramics began when I was seventeen years old. I had just moved back in with my mother and stepfather. She was already taking ceramic classes and I really loved the work she was doing. To create mother and daughter quality time, I joined my mom and went to the lessons with her. 

 At that time, we were living in the quaint little town of Port Hope, Ontario. The ceramic classes were in the neighbouring town of Cobourg. I loved going to Cobourg because it was where I spent much of my youth growing up. It is a beautiful town with a popular beachfront overlooking Lake Ontario. 

 The ceramic shop was tucked away on a side street. I enjoyed opening the door, causing the little bells to chime and announce our arrival. Everyone at the tables would pause for a slight moment to look over at the door and have a curious peek as to who had just arrived. The workshop was usually super warm from the lingering heat of the kiln. One area of the shop was designated for all the greenware. The rows of shelves displayed all kinds of greenware ornaments, statues and dishes. There were plenty of traditional garden gnomes carrying water cans, pushing wheelbarrows, or were smelling flowers. Holiday decor of Christmas trees, Halloween pumpkins and Thanksgiving serving dishes were always in stock. I began my craft of ceramics by practicing on a skull mug, an ashtray, and Care Bears. 

 For two years, my mother and I enjoyed our weekly classes together. I was quite surprised and impressed with my mother’s artistic skills. It seemed I’d inherited some of her passion for the art. The last piece I did at that time was what I called ‘my urn’. It wasn’t exactly an ‘actual urn’, but rather a decanter. The clay imprint was of a First Nations Chief standing in prayer on a cliff in the mountains. I used the decanter itself to represent the Great Spirit. Therefore, the majestic scene of the chief and the mountains became the belly of the Great Spirit. 

1985. My first urn.

 In hindsight, it makes a lot of sense that I would create such a thing. From a young age, I’ve sensed the power of nature and the presence of the elements. As a child, I was fascinated by the spirituality of the natural world. The urn idea was most likely influenced by my father. By the time I was nineteen, he and my stepmother were then working in the business of body removal services. It was through their work that I began to see all aspects of the death industry in an entirely new light. I was not permitted to go to the scene of a death, but I did have the opportunity to go to the hospital cold storage units or the crematorium. Due to my spiritual background and ability to perceive spirits, I began to see the importance of beauty and uniqueness in a casket or urn. For the next twenty years, I felt the calling of creating these urns, but for unclear reasons or excuses I could come up with, I dismissed the calling. 

  I no longer dismiss the calling. 

We’ve all read the stories of people being buried in Cadillacs, etc., but for the average person, the cost of such a thing would be prohibitive. Imagine if your husband loved Cadillacs that much, and you were able to provide an urn which looked like a Cadillac or even just a logo. We could provide an opportunity for them to bury or contain the ashes of their loved one while acknowledging the uniqueness of their life and personality, without taking every cent they have. I believe it is important to provide a service that not only reflects the uniqueness of our clients, but also the values from which this company was created, thus: personal expression, respect and compassion.


Have you ever reached that moment when you realized it was time to stop avoiding your calling? Did you think your ideas seemed ludicrous? Maybe you thought the idea was “too big” and you’d never be successful. Perhaps someone close to you talked you out of taking those first steps towards what had been calling you forward. Or it could be that you just weren’t quite ready yet to make a long term commitment. For me, it was all of those things. For so many years I traced the outskirts of my calling with ‘what ifs’. Then the day came when I asked myself, ‘what if’ I actually fail because I never truly began. That thought, that idea was more disturbing than any of the things that had originally held me back.

Therefore, Welcome to my new endeavor as I embrace my calling. My company is Forget~Me~Not Studios and the blog Urning a Living is my platform for sharing this journey. As I create unique, personalized urns, I will also be embracing my love for travel, writing, and exploring how different cultures use their own traditions to celebrate their dead, and bring comfort to those left behind.

And so it begins…..