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There is a still, small voice that has guided me throughout all the seasons of my life. The voice is consistent, unconditional love. It never changes.
When I follow the voice, I am guided to love, joy, passion, and fulfillment.
I can’t really explain it to you. You have to hear it for yourself.
When I am one with the voice, I am home and whole.
Life happens, death happens, we get hurt, we suffer pain, we get old.
We all experience the change of the seasons.
Follow the voice, it will lead you to the warmth of unconditional love.
"Self care is never a selfish act. It is simply good stewardship of the only gift I have, the gift I was put on earth to offer to others." - Parker Palmer
You are the gift the world needs. Your uniqueness is a valuable resource in our turbulent times. Whatever is your best self, the world is crying out for that now.
Let us all reach out a hand and our heart in fellowship. As we reach out, let us see God in all his distressing disguises. The God in those we reach out to will respond to the Divinity in each of us.
Let us find our common ground by sharing our gifts.
Writing for me is a treasure hunt. I am searching deep inside my soul to follow God’s still, small voice. Each word I write, each line is a revelation. I discover more meaning and more truth with every sentence.
That exquisite joy is the process of discovery. I sometimes find gems I was not aware were in me. Each line I put pen to paper, yes, I use pen and paper, I don’t not type or text. Each line I put pen to paper, I follow a path I have not taken before and I find a destination that I did not know existed.
Writing is an act of trust. Maybe that is why I am so initially trusting with new relationships. Because I have practiced trusting so often in my writing. I have always trusted that what is in my heart will be revealed as I write.
I love the story of Jesus and the loaves and fishes. When I write and speak in public, I trust my good intentions will multiply and everyone will be fed.
So let us give ourselves away in service to love and truth and discover the hidden gems inside our souls.
I was raised on a corn farm in South Jersey. Not just any farm, a silver queen corn farm. The best eating corn in the world. It was a very small family farm. My mom was the youngest of 6 and each time one of her siblings married, my grandfather gave them a piece of the land. Four different families shared the responsibility for the corn. We all grew our own tomatoes, beans, carrots, onions, potatoes, and asparagus. I did not like asparagus because as a little boy, it was my job to weed the asparagus patch. It seemed to me that asparagus was just attracted to weeds.
My favorite time, as a boy, was to sit on my grandparent's wrap around porch. It wrapped two thirds of the way around the house. It had large wooden rocking chairs and I could rock for hours. I loved it when it rained. Safely tucked into the warmth of the roofed porch, I was fascinated watching rain drops plop into wide-mouthed empty milk bottles. In those days, the milk man delivered your milk. We would set the empty bottles on the big back porch for pick-up.
I loved the peace of that plop, plop, plop. The sound of steady rain outside the safety of the porch, interspersed with the base notes of plop, plop, plop and my violin like rocking chair accompanied by my humming. That was peace. Even the memory bring me peace.
