Time

e5abd8f57a2eabc2b3401b6c8b85e4e7Time for my hair to go white and gray

Time to sleep, time to pray, time to remember.

Until Spring, and the heat soaks my bones.

 

Finally

grinchFinally today I felt the spirit of Christmas in my soul.  I was not sure it was coming to visit.

Today I am planning cookies for the cookie exchange, a dozen spritzes anyone?  I am thinking of food for the celebrations we will be attending and hosting.  I am thinking of gifts to give.

I am thinking of love, of family, of joy.

Trains in the distance

train_plum_blossomsAs a small child I spent time with my Grandmother Schumacher in the summer.  Nights I slept on the couch, next to her dining room window, and listened to the train  whistle blowing as the train headed through Marengo.  I dreamed of  where the train could take me, the mystery of adventures I would enjoy.

Now what seems like a century later, near our house, across the road and past the swamp is a railroad track.  The sound comes through our open windows in the summer evening,; drifts across on the cold air, like wisps of ghostly sighs, in the winter.  The glory of it’s song wakes me in the evening, and I lay awake wondering where it is heading, who else is hearing its music.

During the day, I can see the train passing, cars heaped with coal, tankers with oil, corn syrup, flat cars holding massive equipment, and trailer cars with names like Evergreen, Pacific, Burlington,Hanji.  The train for all of it’s fundamental use is a magical mystery for me.  Graffiti adorns the sides of it’s cars, art from place and people unknown.

At times, the train stops on the tracks across the road, across that swamp, and its brakes chime a large sweet chime.  The first time I heard this, I thought perhaps fairy had broken through the veil, bringing song.

I am happy trains exist, transporting life.

 

 

 

May your season be blessed

 

pagan-christmasMay your spirit be joyful, your hearts full of love, your families and friends warm and safe.

May the spirit of God help heal our world with abundance and health on this Christmas day.  Amen

Palm Reader

Winter Solstice Celebration

Winter Solstice Celebration

I am delighted to let you all know that I will be reading at Mind,Body, Spirit in St Cloud this Saturday, December 21.   If you are interested in having your palm read please contact Mind, Body Spirit at  320-203-9630  to schedule an appointment.  You can have your reading and then do some very wonderful Christmas Shopping!

   Have a Very Merry Solstice

Spring snowstorm

Woke up yesterday to Spring, went to bed last night with Autumn, this morning Winter was beside me.  Erm…  Well, I am going to embrace this small blast of winter, one last shot of pristine white snow, graceful drifts, crisp wind before spring comes back home.  You believe me right,  the embracing snow thing?  I am visualizing contentment,

Morning

Early this morning, I lay in bed and pretended it was spring.  Listening to the early morning sounds; J.T. grinding coffee beans, Parker the dog rattling his collar; excited,awake, fed, and happy, Melody heading off to work and school, I felt content, warm, not at all ready to face the reality of no sun and more snow.  We have a plentiful amount of snow this winter…no lacking of snow.

I picture crows, sitting, snug in high branches, talking back and forth, discussing their coming day, perhaps some shiny black heads, feathers sleek, nodding towards another, black eyes watching, warily, the world below.  Talking, warning, celebrating of the day.

I did not want to rise, felt contemplative, warm, content.  I lazily dozed, woke again, dozed again.  Each waking moment, spent marveling at my blessings.  I have many.

Mornings are very good.

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