This morning.. my friend brought attention to a small sparrow that sat listless in the driveway. I shared with her -- I am going to be present and see how I can assist.
As the first snow fell in early November, the beautiful large, soft flakes building on the limbs of the cedars, activated a profound memory of a Beloved Soul Friend, who has been gone from this physical earth since 2001. It…
The west wind brings in the song of the dream. An inner voice whispers quietly at first, to awaken the deep wells of my Soul. “Wake up! Wake up; and remember who you are”.