July 2, 2016—Day 183 (WD 464)

Namasté, Dear Creator – It is evening on Saturday.  The wind is blowing, and there are big, puffy-white clouds in the blue sky overhead. We attended a memorial service today.  Family gathered, many who had not seen each other in many years.  Tears were shed, and some...

Cardinal Red, Cardinal Bright

  Cardinal Red, Cardinal Bright, I hear your call in the waning light. Your distinctive whistle heralding your presence; Spied on your perch, a shared allegiance. Comfort and strength, I gain from your sight. I am not alone, forever or tonight.     I...