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  • A Monk In Brown Burlap . . . 1790. . .

      How Not To Attach The Fabric Of The Global House. . . They say. . You have to keep it singular. . . You have to keep it nuclear. . . You have to keep it private. . . and remembering different in any way is not good. I tell you. . . You…

  • The Present Not Wanted, But Needed. . . .

          As I Watched. . . Part of a whole, yet wholly here. Slowly as I watched the silence was encompassing. Piece by blessed piece, each tree, each entity  slowly folded upon itself and laid itself down. The screen protecting vanished as it bent itself into nothing, a wisp of an idea no…

  • TIME TO LISTEN . . . .

      He was 4 years old and it was his third birthday party in two days.   And I said did you have a good time with your cousin?   She was not his cousin but someone he met waiting here to get born.   Where was that I asked.    Here he said in Etherall. When I penciled…

  • From My Heart’s Pocket . . .

      Word reaches that there are issues with some of my posts that are unreal;  that perhaps I don’t know how the real world works! I write what I know, not hope or pretend.  As Lawrence O’Donnell commented on  President Biden’s Inaugural, experience is  not taught. We always knew it, I think,  just never applied…

  • Principles will prevail,,,,

    Principles will prevail… We involve ourselves in arguments that exhaust when there is no need. Because our actions will broadcast where we are in our thinking better than the most eloquent essay.  What will be most apparent will be our calm determination only to one who is looking for what they know to look for.…

  • we are life everlasting. . .and have been . . .

     White Superiority Is Not New. . . . I don’t know what could have prepared me for my entry into a white Protestant family.  It was not that they were well versed  about the sect, but something special born into.  And certainly nothing in my history  would have told me the details awaiting me. What…

  • The Surety Makes The Difference. . . .

    A Small Thing To Be Sure. . . .   Lori came to my door while I sat and wished for a derrick to materialize to lift me unto my bed. It never happened but a small miracle did and gave me wings to soar by myself. Seems like a small thing?  A really small…

  • Life’s Connectedness is what must endure. . . . .

    I wrote to Maria Wulf  (fullmoonfiberart.com) for permission to share her post which drew my attention.  It is such a deep pleasure for one like me to share the larger picture when our thoughts merge.  There is a connection in the soul that has no word coming to mind,  describing what happens when an Other…

  • Is However Long We’ll Talk . . . . .

    However long. . . .the night is. . . . Coming into a chosen family will be what someone calls a misfit.  And the label will stick.  This often is a child with a need to know everything and talk.   There will not be anyone to listen.  Because there will be other children, work to…

  • Virtue In The Doing. . . .

    The Keys Of The Kingdom. . . . (In the conversation I mention about the satisfaction in the doing of what most consider work with my brother Stanley, and he said I hold the keys of the kingdom,  in my terminus I see the wisdom of this.  I was told to ‘do and you will…