Month: November 2014

  • No Need For Words

        No Need For Words   The silence is comforting. No need for words because we have said them all, have we not? The I love you has been our greeting for centuries past and our eyes speak the loving endearment now. Hands become numb in the slightest chill, needing gloves, nay mittens, even…

  • Wellspring

    Wellspring We chanced from the wellspring to become living water. We were poured from a pitcher and flowed into a cup. We are the cup and we hold the living water. The part that stayed behind we call our God. . . . .not knowing we are the God that came. And what our heavenly…

  • Dear Emmy. . . . .

      I have long had a deep affection for the poet/philosopher Ralph Waldo Emerson. He has been a faithful friend for more decades than I dare to say. His essays have been a wider lens for my world and worlds. I have dog eared my books and still they are companions. This relationship gives me…

  • Because I Know

    This is an idea spoken of since man first began to think about the purpose of life.   Or perhaps his purpose on this planet.   It deals with the idea that  everything is connected throughout the ethers.   That nothing happens in and of itself but is the result of an action happening because of a previous…

  • A Deliverance

    I don’t know where I either heard the story or read it somewhere it has been so long that it lay within me. It goes like this. There were three wise men. They were in a huddle deciding where they would hide God. One said let us put Him in the sky. No one will…

  • Silent Moments

    Those with short memories are wonderful party people.  Those with long memories are the ones to keep nearby for the long haul. If man works out the frizzies in life, the comb will wave on through. Too many people stop at reborn when it is only a way station. There is no wisdom quite like…

  • When The Call Is Heard

    What would you do? We often hear a young person say that they have a call upon their soul to do certain things.  Certain career choices are often made that way.  To be a doctor, to follow their God whatever the religion of choice, or often a teacher or a farmer.   There is a definite…