This book is a collection of posts I’ve gathered. It’s only a limited sampling since I’ve been writing on various topics since 2007. When I started searching for my soul, I would be embarrassed by what I’d find. It’s like looking in the mirror and seeing every flaw. However, that’s me peering back.
My life has changed along with everything else about it, including my friends, my beliefs, and even my manner of doing things. I’ve learned what makes me strong.
We are learning to fly by intention instead of brute strength. It’s a new day. Pay attention. We are learning new ways of seeing the world. Moreover, remembering long-forgotten ways. If germs make us sick, what about our emotions and the emotions of others around us. I agree that actions count, but activities without a connection are dry and blow away.
I hate feeling helpless, and I’ve spent a great deal of my life protecting myself from that feeling. It takes energy. Also skill and foresight. I’ve taught myself how to change the kitchen faucet and make repairs to my computer. I don’t mind getting my hands dirty. This book is a combination of writings both from my blog and also my private collection. Mostly it’s my advice to me. I wanted to share it with you.
Who are you? You are a spark of life contained in a coherently organized group of cells. Your cells are grouped together in a way that functions to keep your spark of life localized.
You are an intelligent being. A being with the ability to observe both what is happening currently, what could happen, and even what it may wish to happen. We, these individual sparks, contained in these organized cells, are here together joined with one purpose, to experience this moment. Let’s experience this life together and be free.
Maggie goes west in
Maggie was heading west. She was crossing Nebraska and crossing paths with a mysterious stranger.
CHANGE. Two trails, two distinct cultures. In 1849, as the new pioneers crossed into Nebraska territory they traveled along the Oregon Trail. Many didn’t know they walked the same route as the Pawnee natives on the old trading route. So everything changed.
IT HAPPENED TO MAGGIE. Behind the covered wagon bound for Oregon, Maggie worried. She was anxious for her future. Why was she attracted to her new acquaintance? His kindness could lead only to trouble for her.
IT HAPPENED TO HORSE RIDER. His curiosity piqued, he watched the wagons cross his land. He smelled change in the air. He felt the restlessness in his heart-especially when he watched the white woman who stood across the river. Was he crazy as his friends said?