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Thick, dense fog. A blanket obfuscating visibility. Trusting fleeting glimpses of pavement as headlight beams bounce off this low nocturnal cloud. Breathing sighs of relief once safely tucked into the clear comfort of bright lights.

Signs. Subtle messages sent as guides along the journey of life. I followed a trailer named “Harmony” down the road. Peaceful consonance replaced anxiety as cars sped by me, revealing harmony instills patience.

Grief crawls out from under the rocks of life. Faded memories. Unrequited lovers. Longings for younger days and fears of longer nights spent alone. Inevitable changes crashing onto what little familiar remains.

Let God love you fully. Bathe you in a column of warm light that enters the head and moves to the soles of the feet creating a lustrous essence transfiguring mere humanity into a vision of pure holiness. This poem … Continue reading →

How does it feel to be in a thin place? Sense of well being so complete and in full sync with nature that even the buzzing of the bees and the fluttering of butterfly wings drown out sounds of all … Continue reading →

Take time to sit with God listening for messages that break through the stillness and seep into the innermost soul inviting a conversation with the most Holy rich in content inspiring enlightenment from within.

Shine your star in the world. Give unique gifts receiving goodness. Be diligent in prayer for God’s messengers may be an unexpected mystery. Turn to the light and away from fear. Following a different path, change your heart.

Clothe yourself in love,  joy, and contentment. Practice patience and humility. Be kind and full of compassion. Believe in full abundance. Accept limitations. Forgive everyone. Forgive yourself. Meditate. Relax. Breathe.

There are certain things that I cannot change. Worrying is useless and harmful. To dwell on such things distracts me, prevents me from letting go, and keeps me from seeing how God carries me and longs for me to become … Continue reading →