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May 25, 2025

French Rose-Pink faces
as I stroll through this Sunday
greet me with each step.
Memorial Day weekend brings memories. Sun is fading now behind clouds uneasy to say goodbye. This spring is cool, with so far just enough rain, yet each breath for tomorrow is unknown. Roses speak.
The more we allow the Silence of our surroundings to speak, the more our hearts can listen to the truths they beg to tell. All is a part of them as they are a part of us all. We share their time, space, beauty, life. When this becomes the gift fully comprehended…all things will transform. For this moment, we await.
30 September 2023
As the rains and floods in the metro NY and Long Island areas came to a three-day close, the Heavens spoke silently to those who raised their eyes and hearts to feel, perceive and see.
Believe in Truth, and you shall still rise. Practice Love, and you shall still rise.
Trust in The Word, and you shall still rise. Become the Power of Goodness, and you shall still rise.
Then, The Unseen Hand began to swirl tones of French and English lavender, pinks and coneflowers onto the azure canvas that stretched from the sole horizon from East to West and from South to North into Eternity …and October began in brilliant sunshine.
















































































