a dismal day a dismal day clouds lacing the sky a drizzle of droplets falling cold …….dank …………and depressing feeling lost in the lost & found wondering if mindless thoughts are the cure sensing you’re not alone but can’t find anyone to bump in
how about you i am going to sit back and count my blessings how about you whether the day be sunny or blustery rain …………sleet …………………or snow i know i shall count how about you it is a time of reflection of all things past that made up
the year’s 1st lunation – hear the call set the stage engage in self reflection withdrawal into your sacred space hear the call to renew hear the call to let go of old inhibitions hear the call to find those who speak your language hear the call to reap rewards big or small
BG this thanksgiving this year a foodless feast plates filled with gratitude rather than gravy it doesn’t matter what faith you are let’s say a prayer of thanks receiving is easy but it’s the giving that blesses us seeking to help
Clarabell a long …………….long ………………….time ago in a land of make-up and make-believe when little girls with long curls dressed up in mothers’ old gowns and high-heeled shoes pouring imaginary tea for sisters, friends and teddy bears when brother Johnny rode his bike to
