Author Archives: wbgayle

Enough sorrow and angst! It overwhelms me and I feel so helpless and hopeless. How can I make any difference when the world is in such a state of turmoil? Sometimes just to pray for healing hurt is enough.

Walk down that new path and rediscover a gift within yourself.  It has always been there and you must open the door.  It has been closed and locked for a long time but you have the key. Do not be … Continue reading →

Feeling a connection. Kindred spirits crossing paths in an unexpected place. A shared interest invites an easy affinity that develops into friendship with a genuine feeling.

Verdant shades of spring…from the deep hues of lush lawns to the chartreuse sapling treetops. The color green becoming to new growth aptly describing tenderness and inexperience …delightfully verdant.

A voice. You don’t know how much you use it until you no longer have it…is it the victim of the demon pollen or maligned symptom of the common cold?  Either way without words, I have no voice.

Is there a way to feel tired but in a good way? Finishing all the “to-do” list or finally accomplishing a goal can bring certain satisfaction. But wait, it never ends… the next big thing is there.

Digging in the fresh dirt I find sanctuary. My fingers enjoy the coolness and my nose takes in the smell of the earth. The only noise in the garden is the wind in my ears and the song of digging.

We weave together our friendships into fabrics … shared memories and miseries, the celebrations of victories and the devastation of losses. We become the threads of the tapestry we weave.

Prepare the way… even though destiny may not take you to where you long to go. If you are patient, understanding that what you want is not the result, you open your heart to the gift of grace …prepare.