Category: Touchstone

  • Sometimes, more than cola. . . of course with hot tea. . . .

      With all that is happening on our national scene and our global scenes, we all need something that will settle the dyspepsia.  It seems I have run out of tonic water and cola so a good stiff drink of something we should find, with hot tea, of course. I was again reminded that heavy…

  • Children Carry The Light. . .

      When Maria Wulf of fullmoonfiberart.com showed the paintings of Blue, I saw Blue’s particular bent added to this art form.  I had one of her works for granddaughter Jessie and wondered when Maria talked of my writing to Blue what would be her thinking.  Her response was that I came to bring a message.…

  • We Keep the World for Them . . .

            Put the sabers at the foot of the evergreen. The dove sings high; gargles her song at times but she knows,  she knows. . .  Peace          

  • Some Things We Need To Hear Again. . . . .

      Do You Hear? Do I have more minutes to finish?   There was no time for answers because the little one with a dash was out of sight.   In a few minutes he was back and announced,  I finish.   Having learned to wait while private things were finished,  I waited again while he proceeded to his room.…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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,…

  • 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…

  • 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…