June 2021 – Rivers Renewed

Wildness

There was a certain wildness in her hair, yet she really loved the gentleness of his strength. They met that first day on the same trail from the opposite directions, with diverging angles. He noticed her boots, they were much better than his, and she noticed the brightness of his smile. He said as they got closer, “No masks!”.

She chuckled and they talked for a while, sitting on some logs. They talked some more, and then some more, and they did what many young lovers do, even on their first date…..

they had lunch.

Crackers and cheese, with apples, and bottled water. They did finish that trail, and many more after that, yet together. The last I heard she still does not have control of her hair…..and to be honest…..that’s just fine with him.

In the Light Dancing

And in the light dancing on the leaves, I knew then there was never a question of where to find wholeness,

or how the broken heart can mend. The leaves moved gently and the light spoke

as only light can speak. So I closed my eyes

allowing the healing

to begin.

Time Traveler

Belgium. I always loved this place but never the time period. Women’s dresses showing too much of our tops, every breath putting us on display. My name had changed many times, but here I was Emma.

As I stood on the veranda, overlooking the gardens, the house, also known as the “castle” had called me here, there was no doubt about it, assuring me I could change form and practice it. The night wind moved in as torches on brick walls cast shadows. I summoned my shawl, the navy blue, my favorite, with a snap of my fingers.

It gently draped over my shoulders, and I was enfolded in the dark color. I decided to wave my arm and changed easily into a bat, flying above where I had just stood. I looked down. Another wave, this time with my dark wing and I was the night….

I don’t mean I was part of the night or blended with it….I was the night. The sensation was incredible. And as I expected, the phantom came straight for me, barely visible. Cloaked in black and grey, a faint outline really, with an angry look on his face. He demanded, “Who are you?” “Are you the one with the red-haired Countess?”

I nodded, then realized I had no head, so I simply whispered, “Yes.” I couldn’t help it, but his bad manners prodded me, so I added, “And by the way it’s auburn.” “What??” he said. “Her hair is auburn….” I giggled and with another wave of my arm I was back to being a bat.

Overall, I counted the night as a success, as I flew around the veranda with torches casting shadows on brick walls.

Notations Part II

I so appreciate your comments! I am encouraged on a constant basis. Thank you! If you don’t receive a reply right away it’s because I don’t blog with my phone anymore.

I tried 2 different experiments this week. One was to write something a little bizarre, but in a good way. “Time Traveler” was fun for me and I wanted to shake things up a bit. I will be doing more of these!

The other experiment was that I posted everyday, Monday-Friday even if it wasn’t new. It was not as difficult as I thought it might be. How some of you can post 4-5 times a day though is amazing!

We have a lot of doctor visits and my wife and I enjoy the company of each other, so I will be cutting back some. Besides it’s summer now! And the pandemic is hopefully, prayerfully winding down here.

Thank you so much for reading!

Peace.

Peace Opens the Door

Peace opens the door for confidence to walk through.

Walk in peace today and enjoy,

being strong.

In the Softness of the Light

To be honest, it was the softness of the light that surprised me, as God spoke through the trees.

And as if I had always known that voice my heart paused, I hesitated,

yet at least I was listening now,

in the silence.

Branches of a Willow Tree

The wholeness so elusive can often be found in the branches of a willow tree,

as we look up discovering the sky, or in the embrace of our spirit

as we allow the forest to enfold into us, we know then

what we have always known,

yet now we see it

more clearly.

Happy Father’s Day

I cannot think of anything more important in my life, than being the best husband and father I can be.

Besides being married to the most beautiful, amazing woman on the planet, being a father is by far the greatest achievement of my life. Our children are grown now, and they are absolutely amazing people!

They are filled with faith, care about others, and we are incredibly proud of them. And they are excellent writers! Isn’t that something??!

Wishing you a Happy Father’s Day!

True Leadership

True leadership builds on alliances and cooperation, never rejoicing

in the iniquity of brutality,

or the arrogance

of isolation.

And true leadership cares about the oceans,

simply because, it makes good sense.

Wind Poems

And on that day I awakened to the wind declaring my spirit was not quite done yet,

and even in the light before the dawn, each heart is filled with poetry,

a love unimaginable.

And the pine trees swayed

with amen.

Month: June 2021