Good Morning, God! On Sunday, I was going into Kokua Market when I was stopped by this glorious pile of dead blossoms. I LOVE these colors! In fact, I love COLOR. So, I took a photo. The young man that…
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The Power to Choose
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Blooming against all odds
Good Morning, God! I’ve been AWAY for a while. Away as in busy with my life — without really asking You in. Stress does that! Stress makes me feel it is all on my shoulders . . . and since…
The Health of the Land
He aliʻi ka āina, he kauwā wale ke kanaka When you see to the life of the land,you are ensuring the life of the people. Good Day, God OH MY! PLEASE GOD, HELP US TO SEE TO THE LIFE OF…
Life vs Death
Good Night, God! Yesterday I read that one teaspoon of healthy soil contains one billion bacteria with 20,000 to 30,000 different species. This is in the book Teaming with Microbes: The Organic Gardener’s Guide to the Soil Food Web. The…
Being Outdoors and Hope?
Good Evening, God So….I had just started to do my Centering Prayer this afternoon when I realized that I hadn’t put down my Earthing Mat. The idea is that Earthing Mats connect us to the earth — with her negative…
The Candle of Hope
Good Evening, God! Sigh . . . we Enneagram Sevens resist pain and sorrow so automatically that it took me the entire day to realize that I was sad and a little depressed. Fortunately, I have two amazing daughters —…
Getting Combobulated
Good Evening, God I was joking with a friend this morning about getting combobulated. I really didn’t think it was a “word” but here is the definition:To put together in a somewhat mysterious manner. To bring something out of a…
A FUN idea
Good Morning, God! I’ve been STUCK because I have TOO MUCH wanting to get out and be shared. WAY too much for my little mind and heart to put into words. So, I’m going for SMALL. WE MATTER TO YOU!…
Thoughts about Choices
Good Evening, God The planets and moon are predictable . . . their paths known. Not so we humans who have been given the power to make choices. I hadn’t thought about this as a key part of being human…
A Moment with God 