The moon assists the drama heralding the arrival of the event locked within memory. A place, deep within time’s measure nudges from familiar territories the clockwise turn of events. Incense, sweet hay, pungent holly, sweeping palms, evergreen. The eye follows the moon rays to find the final beam lodged in our heart. The ear strains…

In all things good we ask that a Light so shine that the good works which are ours will glorify and exemplify all that is true and divine,  both within us and within the Earth.   We ask  Divine guidance be placed upon our heads and within our hearts that we may bring to light all…

The bare floor of the landing, midway to the top of the stairs. began to bite her knees and she grew weary. Her chin pressed the ledge of the frozen window where her breath left a misty hole. Her eyes followed the range of the stars, afraid, afraid of missing the sainted friend who would…