I have music in my universe. Worldly music in mundane moments. Driving in the car, I hear the song of the wind through the windows. From my front door I hear the music of a train in the distance; it’s brakes singing a song of lonely longing and hopeful sighs.
I hear the power of leaves rushing in the wind, and the percussion rattle of acorns falling onto the ground.
Music…birds whistling from the cattails in our swamp, little frogs chorusing, bats whisking; tree to tree, rain dropping into grass, car tires swishing on wet pavement.
My musical universe wraps around my soul, brings me peace, brings silence to my heart.
Lately my words have failed me, not because I have nothing to say, but because when I sit down to write my thought, my mind wanders.
My sister Cheri was born a some decades ago on a stormy solstice night. My mother once told me that her middle name was Gale because she blew into the window during a snow storm. She is a storm, of goodness, and heart, and compassion. The Solstice is the perfect time for her to be born.
After a self imposed hiatus from reading palms, I am so happy to announce that I am once more checking out your lines, helping you understand your destiny, and just having fun with people I enjoy. Although I am not as glamorous as Ms.Monroe in the picture, I promise you an interesting time!
Happy Birthday to our Devon. The Man who builds all, takes care of multitudes, Is an amazing father to Da Boys, and a wonderful husband and best friend to our 
daughter Maggie.
A place to visit in Jordan, MN. A wonderful shop, owned and managed by a wonderful woman, my friend Mara! 
