I see the divine close at hand every day, and have never felt the need to find it in a church or give it a name of any kind.
Like Scarlett O’Hara, I felt like I was running back to Tara to find some strength. Only my Tara was about 1600 square feet with a cemetery just beyond the backyard.
In my last post I lamented the fact that I had to deal with several gray squirrels who’d decided to make their winter home in the roof soffit of my house. I was worried I would have to choose between their lives and the integrity of the house. With my […]
For all my love of nature and the connection I feel for my fellow creatures, it wasn’t the most thrilling discovery to find them moving into my house. Yes, I’ve lived with the presence of mice for years and even an occasional chipmunk, as people in old houses often do. […]
… gardens can be a place to escape to, someone’s own magical world they create all for themselves.
there is only that instant… when it returns… and I know such warmth again… when understanding dawns.
All it took was one small, beautiful moment to remind me.
It’s helped me remember that times come and go in life, including those creative peaks and valleys.
I look forward to finding him.., not very well camouflaged, but still trying to hide in plain sight.
They have helped me wake up, and come back to myself again.