I remember sitting on my bed as a preteen, writing by the light of the street lights till all hours of the night. Page after page I would fill my notebooks with poetry, short stories, thoughts, and reflections. I would dream of the ways my life would unfold. A million different outcomes were created and…
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Walking the Path to Yule ~ Day 13
It was in the predawn hours when I heard the whispering that slowly lured me out of a deep sleep. I could feel myself awaken slowly, but I lingered in that in between state for a bit. That was when I felt a stirring.
Read MoreWalking the Path to Yule ~ Day 6
This is not the original post that was intended for tonight. However, it is one that moves to lift us all into the loving and tender arms that we long for.
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The Whispering Crow 