What shall I choose to offer as harmonious feedback in response to the dissonant MS letters? Let’s see.
Cancer 101
Maybe the bluebird in my chest went there too. Then, as if its wings of flight caught my soul, I felt a flutter in my chest again.
Beautiful Songs Are Lonely in the Daylight
The singers crying over words they know too well, that make sense of life and the “if only I’d remembered to listen a little longer…”
Truth
In the conquering of the unconquerable guilt for desiring the best life.
Dear Island
She’s lost in the all and her island drum, the one that travels through her writing, begs to be heard, to give the waters back their movements. She was island, the sound and the rhythm in each stanza flowed from the need to be emerged in water, and her freedom lived in her subconscious need to live on the island she called her home, Newfoundland.
My Mother’s Bright Blue Mercedes
My heart skipped a beat and I suddenly remembered our dreams and knew right then and there, my Mother was up in Heaven driving a brand new bright blue Mercedes.
A Journey To Spirit #24: Divine Messages
There were a series of other miracles that now lie behind me, and here are a few of them.
A Journey to Spirit #23: The Big C
In 2009 it was cancer. When I heard the dreaded “C” word, I’ll never forget how my heart took a flip. Me?
A Journey to Spirit #22: And Now It Was Done
The story and the miracle of Mom’s death, called “Believe”, is the first of this series of articles about my Journey to Spirit. Following her death in 1989, the very same year I learned about Robert’s infidelity, I returned home to silent repose in double grief.
A Journey to Spirit # 21: And So It Began…
Black crosses, one by one, began to fill the empty calendar. I was waiting for word; a letter from the other side of the ocean, a whole world away.
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