The Queen’s Journey

brown-woman from bridesHer skin was bathed in frankincense and myrrh, the dark one

clothed in layers of gold linen, descending

from the mountains of Cush, having conquered dozens

of nations, and the hearts of men

she was never faint

for love, and yet

his voice seemed to call to her,

his wisdom

would he accept her anointing?

As they approached the Great City

where he flowed like rivers

she knew, before their eyes ever met

they would conquer

each other.


Note: This is speaks of King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba

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Our Nation


Regardless of your affiliation, regardless of where you live in our world, please pray for our nation. We are at a critical point in our history.

I like what Governor John Kasich has said recently. He is a Republican that did not support Donald Trump, but he said this not a time for gloating. It’s not a time for saying, “I told you so.”

It is all very serious, and many of us are tempted to run this administration into the ground with our words. But may the facts be known, and may the correct action be taken.

Thank you for your prayers, and positive thoughts. Amen.


Note: I don’t usually post twice, this close together in the same day, but I was having difficulty with the internet today.


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In an Earlier Time


In an earlier time, America was covered with forests, except for the Great Plains

and swamplands of Florida. People grew their own food, with nuts

and berries, and some corn, and as they loved each other, loved

their communities, taking care of each other, they were able

to spread their wings, taking in the Creator breathing,

and they were encouraged by the sun. It was

a beautiful time really,

simply beautiful.


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The Transformation of Iron


It took artists transforming the material once used for shackles and prisons,

to turn it into something beautiful, strong and yet

redeemed into art. Perhaps we can

truly take the everyday

and pieces of

our history

to create

beauty from ashes.


Art is redemption…. at work.


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Our Ancient History


When all we have, are our hearts and our pens, eagles are born

warriors are resurrected, and love rules our world

with a scepter from heaven, words

creating our humanity.


And our motivation flows from a clean river, hearts

on fire, so that armies of destruction are halted

never able to break into

our dimension. And hate slowly

becomes part

of our unfortunate

ancient history.


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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

The Rise and Fall


Ever since the beginning of time the earth has been marred

by our presence, as if we had no common sense

we rise and fall, civilizations come and go

our only hope is to respect the earth

and to love each other

as intended.


And perhaps along the way we could write

another poem, or paint one more



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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

An American Hero

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A Quote by Frederick Douglass – “Civil War was not a mere strife for territory and dominion, but a contest of civilization against barbarism.”

And so we fight on, in a different way but still determined.

 Celebrating African American History Month.


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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

Our History

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In every history lesson there is always a tale of war. Now we have monuments, and museums to glorify the gore. Sometimes we must fight, but what if our children learned historical culture, instead of the battles? What if traditions, were more important, than who lost and who conquered?

For instance what if every child in America learned the history of the first people? How many tribes of the First Nations can you name? Is it more than 300? 500? I would love to speak Navaho. The largest tribes today are Navaho, Lakota and Cree.

What if every British child learned the details of the cultures in Singapore? And then there are Far Eastern languages. What are the differences between Mandarin and Cantonese?

And we should all learn about Africa. Not just the devastation of slavery, but what kingdoms were there some 500 years ago. It is a rich heritage.

Is the white man evil? No of course not, but devastating cultures, and killing people has always been, and will always be wrong.  Our heart should break, but there is always hope.

If we learn more about each other, we will draw closer. Wouldn’t it be really cool to emphasize the beauty of our traditions within history?

We may even learn to love each other.

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I wish you peace.


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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

The Legend of Refuses to Hate

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In the far reaches of northern Canada, where there is not much sun, there are several Inuit villages that trace their ancestry to one woman. She was born in the 1920’s but her story really began when she was a young girl. She was always very sensitive, and began having visions, mostly about what the world would look like in the far future. Her mother and father said the Creator had given her a great gift.

Her life changed dramatically though in the 1930’s when some white explorers arrived looking for oil. The Captain was a mean man, and the people described him as “having a bad spirit.” He would get drunk often, and yell at everyone.

Unfortunately the explorers also had guns, and one night they went into several of the people’s homes, and took young women to their cabin. The Captain chose the sensitive young girl, and raped her and beat her badly, including her face. For the rest of her life, she could not see well out of her left eye.

The young women were held for several nights, and the men of the village were going to make war, to kill all of the whites for what they had done. But anger burned in the young woman, so much so, that she wanted to be the one to kill this white man, the Captain, who was so mean. She planned it out.

The very night that she planned to plunge a hunting knife into the Captain’s heart, a bright light appeared in the room, and suddenly a woman dressed in white appeared, floating, never touching the ground. The woman spoke to her gently…….telling her to release the anger…….and she also gave her a plan……. to escape.


To be continued.


Note: This is fiction, but from my reading of history, it is not far from the truth.


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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”