The raspberry vine speaks to me. The first story she told me was of her beloved Monica. Monica Pombo was from Brazil and my partner’s wife. Monica planted the raspberries, the blueberries, and blackberries so that my partner and their son would have fruit for…
Dead Dreams or Killing Dreams
Dreamscape
“We keep our vibration higher by prayer,
by kindness, by taking care of what we were given to do,
by cleaning ourselves of negative thoughts that originate within or come from others,
by cleaning with water, by humility,
by being in the real world, away from concrete and square buildings,
by speaking only that which holds truth.”[1]
~Joy Harjo in Poet Warrior
Coming Events in April
Hello everyone, I write this in the form of a letter hoping that you can sense my letter as a friend. If you are reading this, most likely you are a friend or have the potential to become one. Friends are vital to life aren’t…
A Possible Jubilee in 2022
For the past few months, the dog and I have been moving from Beech Mountain to Boone. On the way to and from Beech Mountain, there were banks of snow where everyone has been trying to dig out from 12 or more inches of snow…