Tag: edgar cayce

In Carlsbad, California recently, I was privileged to wear a vintage, designer gown that had once belonged to a fashion icon. Amidst the fields of unending, colour-coded ranunculus and cloudless, azure sky, its bold, circular pattern stood out tremendously. There was something else too, something intangible about wearing that dress on that day – how very immediately and instinctively it recalled the one who once wore it.