The Sky Began Breaking

The sky began breaking as a few persistent snowflakes descended mixed with rain. I carved another arrow, while My Love shifted slightly in her buckskin, placing more wood on the fire crackling.

The horses next to our lodge, snorted their steam, anxious to return to the valley. I knew it would not be long until our band of brothers tracked our food in the snow. Then bows pulled in breathless silence….

I woke up with a start, sitting up realizing it was all just a dream……with the one I love breathing quietly next to me. A picture of beauty and peace.

Yet I could have sworn I heard……the thunder of hoofbeats in the distance…..

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Note: This is fiction, and poetry.

America the Free

Yes, and in my vision I saw many streams and creeks expanding their shores, moving in strength

in their flow, becoming rivers. And the voice said, “There is much work that needs doing….”

So I knew, in our collective sense of healing,

this was only the beginning.

Lord God give us the wisdom,

for our decisions, and with courage

may we heal,

one another.

Amen.

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To All My Readers

One thing is for certain, and that is I have some of the best readers in the blogosphere!

Thank you so much for reading and being here!

I have been taking a blogging break but will be once again reading your wonderful posts this weekend.

What have I been doing? I needed a physical and spiritual recharge. I’ve also been reading a lot and journaling, seeking quiet for my spirit.

And hey, we get a new President here, tomorrow!

Thank God!

It won’t be perfect but at least we will have some light again.

Wishing you peace.

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The Earth Seemed Young

The earth seemed young back then, primal somehow, when I began

searching through those deep woods trails

the earth veiled in a cloak, I already knew though

the certainty of owls wings in the night

that mist will burn away,

and that the Almighty declared….

we were never alone.

We each will find our way.

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Note: Pieces here originally posted in 2015

Strange Things

I know it’s strange to hear from me this time of day but some strange things are happening. First I have felt pulled, or actually drawn to particular faith based topics. This has not happened in many years!

Yet, I find myself searching, meaning spiritually. This is very unusual.

I won’t bore you with details, but I will say I can’t stand most churches. Ok that’s out now. Tradition and liturgy are ok though.

I have no inclination to write anything political, and fiction is out of the question, because I’m still recovering from the fall that occurred almost 3 weeks ago!

Add to that I have dealt with chronic pain for the past several years, and lately it has been real bad. So bad in fact, I’ve actually thought about not blogging anymore. Weird!

And when I think of that, I always, I mean always, have a poem stirring within my spirit. What? Is writing a calling?

And the Vietnamese angel Henry Vu is so tied up now in Washington D.C. trying to protect our democracy, he may never be available to visit with us.

Gosh, so many strange things……. and yet there is always the dawn.

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