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Pieces Of My Heart. . . .for Emma E. . . .
I have not posted this past week because of some impediment in my desk computer, but thanks to my grandson who found the wrong and corrected it. I am grateful. I felt I had lost my voice. But what I did was work to get some knitting done and the articles will be on…
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Sufficient Unto Itself . . .is the day. . .
Big guy, our Newfie, came in to get me up this morning. It was early but I said give me five. Which means I need more time. He left me to take guard outside my room until I said let’s go. I grabbed a throw since it was dark and cold. And prepared for time…
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The Birthday Girl. . . and a happy two!
Two years ago we had word that Emma E. came to us at 1 lb 12 oz. Over 30 years ago we had similar word of her father coming early too at a similar weight. We have gone to our knees many times in these years begging for the best in all worlds. And…
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How High Up You Reach. . . .
What is hidden will surface and cannot be forever controlled. ***** Manipulation is the black boot sitting on the head. ***** A broader view is the fullness of a larger life. ***** How to teach Within is the treasure and without the Within there is no Without. ***** Trying to stay sane in an…
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Enter Ye, Cautiously. . . .
Enter Ye, Cautiously. . . ‘May I enter your house?’ I asked and you answered, ‘yes, but cautiously. You must discard all pretense, assume the mantle of charity and hold high the torch of love.’ ‘Ahhh,’ I said, ‘but would I qualify? ‘This house I see has a green carpet with blue ceiling, mystically…
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Wandering The Galaxies. . . again. .
(This morning November 19, 2019, I read that Bill Gates has unveiled a solar energy project aimed at saving the planet. I am excited about this and am rerunning a post from October 28, 2017 about my dream with solar trees I saw and drew from a dream and entered in my journal September,…
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Given By Grace. . . .
As long as you don’t mind. . . . My mother and my sister would be saying now, there you go alibi-ing again. Why don’t you just say that you make excuses or that someone is too lazy to try, whatever they are not doing? Because I don’t want to think they…
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Straight on Through. . . .
Emile. . . . ‘Do come in,’ she motioned to the visitor. ‘Things are not straightened, but they will be shortly.’ The large home had seen numbers of people marching through the hall; booming voices, woman whispers, babies’ tears baptizing the walls and christening the…
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We Take One Step. . . the most difficult. . . .
A moral choice. . . .the long view. . . . Those of us who dream, have those dreams we hold tightly. And know there has never been time enough for those dreams to be fulfilled. We have made commitments and the needs of those commitments take precedence for whatever humane reason. These commitments…
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It Is A Gift. . . .
‘Each lifetime lived adds to the cumulative sense of loss.’ the teacher All Who I Am. . . I feel the pull of the Polish one bent over her bread board, pounding, kneading, smoothing the egg dough into a satiny mound. Raisins, like eyes, half buried in the fleshy loaf, stare at me, daring…