UNDER THE WILL… OVER THE DRAMA…

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  • Today’s Message from Granny Frass…

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    Mae Faurel
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    A Message from Granny Frass: Speak Your Truth, Even If It Shakes the Pear Tree… Well now… I’ve been watching. And if you think for one second I’m sitting quiet on the other side while folks carry on like eejits, you’re sorely mistaken. Truth is, the world’s full of folk who don’t speak their hearts.…

  • A Message from Darcifer…

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    Mae Faurel
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    A Message from Darcifer: The Spanish-Speaking Black Lab Beyond the Veil Well, well, well… look who’s finally decided to remember me. It’s about time. For those of you new to this strange little corner of the afterlife, allow me to introduce myself. Name’s Darcifer. Some folks called me Darcee but let’s be honest I’ve always…

  • Sir Percival, Supreme Feline & Unofficial Ruler of the Afterlife Garden..

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    Mae Faurel
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    Ahem. Well, well, well… what do we have here? Another year, another aerial bombardment. I must say, you humans are a curious species. A little bird drops its business on you and you act like it’s a sign from the heavens. In a way, it is but not for the reasons you lot think. Back…

  • Sir Percival the Ever-Smug

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    Mae Faurel
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    Well, well, well… if it isn’t you lot, still flapping about like headless pigeons while I, Sir Percival, lounge luxuriously on a celestial windowsill overlooking eternity. Yes, I’m dead. No, I don’t miss you. But I do keep tabs because someone has to maintain standards around here. Let me tell you something about life, peasants:…

  • Stop Acting Like The World Owes You Something – Granny Frass

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    Mae Faurel
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    Granny Frass’s Message from Beyond… Ooh now, pull up a chair and stop acting like the world owes you something. It don’t. Never did, never will. The sooner you wrap your noggin around that, the freer you’ll be. Life’s a wild old ride – sometimes it’ll toss you into a ditch, other times it’ll hand…

  • Granny Frass Weighs In…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Chrome Don’t Cover Cowardice: A Message from Granny Frass… Well now, look who’s thinking of me. I felt your heart tugging at the spirit strings this morning, like a little bird calling for home. I been watching you, you know. Watching you hold your head up high while folks round you carry on like peacocks…

  • Episode 45 – Granny Frass’s Golden Rule…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Granny Frass’s Golden Rule: Blood is Thicker Than Bank Accounts. You know, back in Granny Frass’s day, family wasn’t something you negotiated with. It wasn’t a transaction or a competition. It was a given. You were born into the tribe and that meant you belonged. For better or worse. Granny Frass didn’t just raise her…

  • A Word from Granny Frass…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Well now, look who finally sat still long enough to hear from their old granny. I’ve been meaning to send a message down but between teaching the angels how to compost and replanting the rose beds by the Pearly Gates – they were a mess, bless them – I’ve had my hands full. You’d think…

  • A Note from the Universe..

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    Mae Faurel
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    Hey you. Yeah, you, the one with the wild heart, the messy hair and the soul that refuses to sit quietly. Thought I’d drop in for a quick note, since it seems you’ve been overthinking again. (Yes, I’m talking about that thing you won’t stop replaying in your head. Spoiler alert: it’ll work itself out…

  • Granny Frass’s Garden of Wisdom..

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    Mae Faurel
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    (and Other Things My Siblings Ignored) Before we get too carried away with messages from beyond and the shady shenanigans of my dearly departed father, it’s only right that I introduce you to the true matriarch of our family – the woman who raised me, kept the whole circus running and managed to do it…