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The puppet Master

The full moon pierced early morning cloud cover, slightly illuminating a long black rope across the blacktop. My task…

All I Have to Do

Waking to…

Distance

Sunday was the day you woke…

Towers

September 11, 2001. New York City, Washington…

Purple

Visiting our daughter in Seattle, I…

Gentle Healer

Sunday morning found me in…

As Long As You Get There

The day ahead held tasks of greater importance in the Kingdom than an extra day of business would provide….

Empty Nets

“Empty nets lying there by…

Aroma of Peace

Amber rays danced through the window as I awakened from somewhat…

Wait of a Heavy Heart

I awoke with a dark cloud over my head like a Saturday morning cartoon. It is not unusual to…