It’s Been Quite a Ride!

I know you haven’t heard from me in a while. There has been a bunch of life happenings – happening – if you know what I mean.

Catching Up – It’s Almost Here!

My newest creation, a children’s picture book will be out soon. (This summer) Its title is, Whoa Nilly, a Nymph Grows Up! Written by, Patti Rae Fletcher. (My pen name)

This is a story about an insect nymph that survives harsh surroundings beneath the water by using her instincts. She questions who she is, and why others look different, and change, and grow, and she doesn’t seem to. The mystery is solved at the end when she completes her (incomplete) metamorphosis and realizes she has always been who she is, and had to go through all that she did to grow into the lovely insect she was meant to be all along. See how to win free autographed hardcover copy below.

It Must be Another Sign! Feeling the Nudge!

Since my first book, This Sign Was Mine, Message Received! (TSWM) I’ve been journaling about more unexpected signs in my life, more crazy synchronicities, and most of all, more miracles. The signs I have received once again, I feel have impacted my life in an out-of-this-world kind of way. People show up exactly when they need to, and say the right things or demand certain promises as you will see in my next book. It was a specific promise made that more than likely saved my life, or at least prolonged it. I am so grateful to so many that I’m still here in this world.

When I think of all the times my life could have or should have ended, (all those close calls) and didn’t, it makes me even more aware of our exterior and interior guidance. I’m still here for a reason and doing the best I can to figure it all out. My purpose is to contribute my share to this world by using the gifts I have been given.

There are a few more signs from the past – in my new book, and several more recent, and one amazing continuation connected with the roof snow heart chapter in, TSWM. I didn’t plan on a book two, but when the Universe speaks, I now know to listen.

I have no doubt I am being nudged once again to share these deeply personal, soul touching phenomenal experiences with all of you. The signs I am fortunate enough to have received and to recognize in my life are miracles. I have no doubt when you read my book, you will also see that you are, and have been given some of the same signs, or at least your own unique ones. I feel the key is to take the time to ponder or reflect on even the tiniest synchronous occurrences, recognize these instances as your own life’s miracles and be grateful for each and every one, for I truly believe they have all happened or are happening for a higher reason. Those things from the past have brought you to where you are today, and whom you’re meant to be, strong, growing, and beautiful inside and out, kind of like my beloved Nilly.

Book two of TSWM will be out sometime this year. My working title is, Signs of Love, Recognize the Miracles! (That could change, depending on my publisher.) My goal is to get it out and in your hands before Christmas. Stay tuned!

I’m so grateful for all of you who have read my books, written reviews, are sharing my blogs, Facebook posts, and pages, and most of all continue to support my passion of writing in this life’s journey. Thank you from my whole heart!

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Writing – What’s up?

Here’s the scoop.

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Recently several people have inquired about my writing. Are you working on another book? Are you writing at all? Any present projects?

“Yes, yes, and yes. I’m busier than ever with several WIP’s, (writing language for – Works In Progress), editing, and doing magazine interviews.”

Just out, is the spring edition of the Downriver Dprofile magazine. It’s available in most businesses in the downriver area. I’ve ricocheted around town doing interviews and writing articles for this outstanding advertising publication. My submissions include a feature for Mans Lumber, Gentle Dental, and two profiles for Applewood Nursing Center. I hope you get the chance to read them and the many other articles that focus on Downriver’s finest businesses and their employees. I have several publications in the upcoming summer issue of Dprofile and one in the Profile Grosse Ile edition regarding  Islandfest information.

The flip cover, spring edition

Dprofile has a double cover

 

I have submitted my metamorphosis picture book to several publishers once again. Still waiting on news of acceptance or rejection. It takes many weeks and sometimes months, and sometimes they don’t respond if they are not interested. But, hey, I’m a patient person and truly believe the best is yet to come. Another WIP is a picture book I’ve titled My Lucky Day. The Irish in me had to come out sometime. I can’t wait to share that with you.

I’ve been putting together a sequel to This Sign Was Mine, Message Received! by Patti Rae Fletcher. It will continue on the subject of divine timing, life’s journey, spiritual signs, and their interpretations. They keep coming and as long as they do, I will continue to share them with you. I sense strongly that this is at least one of the reasons I am here on this earth at this time.

Over the winter I mentored several people in writing and also did some copy editing on two manuscripts requested by other writers.

Last May I joined a writing group called the Shiawassee Area Writers (SAW), and since have become the Vice President. This involves spending time in mentoring and lots of editing as well. I love it all. The group of over twenty plus and growing is enthusiastic to learn and to better their writing skills. They are kind, fun, and dedicated. They have thrown their shoulders back and accepted some heavy criticism and have worked hard not to become discouraged. They will see the results of these challenges soon.

Our Big News! SAW is scheduled to publish an anthology in the fall, the theme is Winter/Christmas. This book will include stories from some of the groups published authors, including myself and a few debut writers that will proudly announce their first publications. I couldn’t be more impressed with their revisions, rewrites, and stubbornness to make their entries the best they can be.

Being one of the editors, I can say with all honesty, there is a fabulous array of short stories, memoirs, poetry, and some fiction all coming together for you to enjoy over this coming winter. I will, with pride, let you know when this special book becomes available for purchase.

On this day, and every day, I wish you light, love, and peace within.

As always, I’m grateful for you reading and sharing my blog posts.

 

A Weekend in the Windy City

My Granddaughter Gracie and I took a quick overnight trip to Chicago. I thought it would be fun to take a train. Two first experiences for her.

Friday morning was spent on Amtrak. A bit less than five hours. Our surrounding travel companions happened to be a group of college boys and two older gentlemen, maybe coaches or Dad’s. They were on their way to Chicago to see the Cubs play ball. I think the bar car sold out of Bud Light before ten am. Thankfully, the boys were respectful of their language and were in jolly spirits which produced much laughter from everyone around.

Gracie and I played a few games, told each other silly riddles, did word searches, and read. Did I mention snacks? I thought I had packed enough for the trip home too.

I found some earphones in my backpack. Now Gracie could hear the Harry Potter movie/game she was trying to watch instead of hearing all about baseball stats and college type conversations from the boys around us.

At Union Station, my sweet cousin Debbie who lives near the city said she would be our taxi. She drove us to Shedd Aquarium where we spent the next several hours enthralled with the magical, mystical, magnificent creatures of our planet. There were sharks, eels, seahorses, stingrays, Beluga whales, penguins, and a rescued blind walrus that was full of tricks. We saw clownfish like Nemo and a regal tang fish like Dory in the movie.  The living breathing coral and anemones were amazing and gorgeous, and of course, there were dolphins. Grace enjoyed the six-inch yellow and gold seahorses, whales and the dolphin show the most.  It’s also nice to know how many rescue missions Shedd Aquarium is responsible for.

From the aquarium, Deb drove us to our hotel. Once we settled into our room (with an excellent unexpected view of the river and Lake Michigan) we prepared for a short walk to an authentic Italian restaurant called, Labriola Café and Ristorante. It came highly recommended for their famous Chicago deep dish and thin crust pizzas. Gracie decided to order meatballs smothered in marinara sauce with a dish of homemade buttered pasta on the side. All delicioso!

After dinner, we returned to our hotel to check out the swimming area. Gracie was so inspired by the whale and dolphin show, I think she went through her own metamorphosis.  She dipped and somersaulted underwater, waving her feet in the air like a whale tail for over an hour while Deb and I cheered, applauded, and chatted. The day and evening couldn’t have been more perfect.

Our night view from the eighth floor was filled with the reflection of twinkling lights from the skyscrapers and street lights that were reflected on the ripples of the river.  We were equally impressed with a peek of the underground streets that spread beneath the city. Sadly, due to having to work the next day, Debbie had to leave us.

First, on our morning agenda was breakfast at The Grand Lux Café a few blocks away. My friend Peggy introduced me to this memorable restaurant about ten years ago while on a writing retreat. The Lux has a serene atmosphere with high-back plush window seats over-looking the cityscape and are known for their homemade-on-the-spot-desserts, along with top quality chef-created meals. Guests are encouraged to order their desserts at the same time you request your entrée. They produce and bake each individual one to order. The taste buds know this to be absolute truth. Beignets (benˈyā) are my all time favorite. I love them so much; I haven’t tried any other dessert. I’ve glimpsed other delicacies pass by on waiter’s trays and I’m sure they are as appealing to the eye as they are decadent to the palate. Maybe next time.

After we finished our breakfast of pancakes and whipped cream for Grace, an omelet for me, they arrive . . . The beignets make their appearance in a basket, cloaked in a white linen cloth, piping hot, wearing a sprinkle of powdered sugar and served with a variety of dipping sauces, which include; Raspberry, chocolate, cinnamon, and a cream brulee.

Now it’s time to walk the extra calories off on the Magnificent Mile. Familiar store names of many famous brands, designers, and businesses fill these towering buildings, almost all with twirling doors, to my granddaughters delight.

Grace stopped abruptly in front of me and stared skyward. Her jaw hung open, her eyes wide. Misty clouds wrapped around the upper part of a tall building like a shawl. “Look, Grandma, that one is above the clouds and that one and look over there.” She did a jumping jack twirl dance as we moved on and said, “Whew, I’m dizzy from looking up.”

We peeked in storefronts and browsed in a variety of shops. Grace was thrilled, most had twirling doors, along with her other favorite rides, the escalators, and elevators. I think she would have been happy riding up and down all day.

We had tons of fun shopping at the Gap Inc., H&M, T. J. Maxx and Marshall’s along with the Ghirardelli Ice-cream and Chocolate Shop.  We toured the different levels of the American Girl Doll store and finally found the doll with her name.

We started towards Navy Pier when thunder reverberated from all the monstrous buildings. We chose to turn back and catch a bus to Union Station even though it was a tad early for our 4:00pm train departure. We were a bit sad we didn’t get to shop Navy Pier and a whole-lot-happy we didn’t have to walk to the train station in the thunderstorm. Taxi’s and busses were everywhere.

“Well,” I said,  “Since we didn’t get to see everything, we’ll just have to come again sometime.”

“Really Grandma, we can come back, next weekend?”

I laughed, “No, not next weekend. But we will definitely visit again.”

We started a plan list on the train for our return trip to Chicago – First stop, Navy Pier, then the museum with the T-Rex, and possibly the Planetarium, if we have time. I can’t wait!

We decided we love the Windy City, the train rides and best of all, sharing fun times with each other.

All photo credits to PRF

WORLD PEACE PRAYER SERVICE

On this frigid day of January 7^th, 2018, many people gathered to pray for World Peace at Unity Chapel of Southgate. By the presence that enveloped me and the facial expressions I observed, I have no doubt that many hearts were moved in a unique and special way, both in the chapel and all over the entire world. It was an honor and a pleasure to meet, greet, and share refreshments with all our loving sisters and brothers from different cultures and religions. We are all connected and we are one.

Peace Prayers were asked  or chanted in several languages, Lakota, English, Polish, Hebrew, Baha’i, (Farsi) Spanish, Chinese, Japanese, French, Islamic, (Arabic) Hungarian and Hawaiian. I felt humbled and also felt it to be a privilege to be invited to share an original peace prayer that I had written for last year’s service among the resplendent ethnic prayers presented.

 

I have faith that there were people on the other side of the globe shaking their heads in wonder, maybe with an onset of unexpected tears, openness, a comfort or loving warmth, as they felt God’s peace wash over them today. The sentiments were well articulated and focused and I believe all of our souls felt the intensity of the prayers being asked and answered.

 

Well, you know about best laid plans, sometimes our plans don’t match God’s. I had intended to read last year’s peace prayer titled, “We Can,” until Friday evening. I sat alone snuggled in my cozy blanket, listening to the fire crackle, and soft music while watching the flames flicker in our woodstove when suddenly I realized there was such peace in my heart, that it overwhelmed me to tears. I wished everyone in the whole world could feel what I was feeling in that moment, such love, such gratitude, and such peace. I noticed my notebook and pen that sat on the table and began to write. When I read what I had written the next morning I knew I was meant to share this peace prayer poem at church on Sunday.

I’ve copied the prayer below if you have a desire to read it, pray it, or share it.

Wishing You Peace Within and A Happy New Year to All

Unity Chapel of Southgate, World Peace Prayer Service 1-6-18

Prayer by M. M. Scheidel

 

WE ARE ONE 

We are one – Humankind

Connected through life force, prana, and our Mind

We are one

One world, we are all diverse

Yet connected throughout the universe

We are one

Our eye and skin color may differ

But all our veins carry that almighty red river

We are one

We share in our God’s love and creation

Peace among us is our visualization

We are one

Let’s place our hands over our hearts

This is where it truly all starts

We are one

Close your eyes, take a deep inhale, now let it go

Envision the peace within that you know, feel it, let it flow.

We are one

Let this sensation caress every part of your being,

Enjoy it . . .  now send it to your hands for freeing

We are one

Inhale, let it go, open your eyes, as you raise your hands

We ask  that these precious moments of peace fill all God’s lands.

We are one

And so it is – Amen

 

Our Date Night in Ann Arbor

My husband and I of almost thirty-seven years enjoy being together and making each other laugh as often as possible.

We have always felt date nights are important, but haven’t always make them a priority. Just to do something out of the ordinary makes me giddy. Each morning upon rising, the thought of something special to look forward to makes my day a bit brighter. It keeps our relationship fresh and makes life exciting. We’ve also enjoyed plenty of spontaneous dates, but my favorite ones are planned ahead and I’m given the gift of anticipation.

Our October Date Night (We plan one a month)

This month’s date began by stopping at one of our favorite shops in Ann Arbor, Mi. called “Four Directions.” They have a ton of jewelry which I adore, and my husband likes their displays of stones, fossils, and other unique items.  My jewelry collection grew a tad, with a jasper bracelet, a selenite heart, and also a semi-precious stone chakra bracelet. Their reasonable prices make it difficult to leave the store without a purchase. That is not a complaint.

Next we headed to the Red Hawk for a dinner we knew we’d enjoy. We’ve never been disappointed in their menu or service. There, we had a sip of wine (well maybe a few sips) served with fish tacos for my husband and a salmon pita for me. Cooked to perfection and completely satisfying. Deliciousness!

Next, we walked over to The Ark a few blocks away to listen to a wonderfully, talented, moving singer-songwriter, Jillette ( pronounced like the razor) Johnson who also plays keyboards. Her soulful voice brought me to tears during a few songs. A skilled cello player accompanied her on stage. We later purchased her most recent CD which she autographed and shared bits of her inspiration with us. So the date memory continues!

What do you like to do on your special date nights with a loved one?

Date night suggestions to try: Each person place a creative going-out idea of things they would like to do on popsicle sticks. Have a separate holder for ideas to stay-in or things that are free when money is tight. Then commit to a weekly or monthly date and really make it happen!

Love, Light, and Peace to you always.

In gratitude,

Mel

Li’l Rascal, Masterfully Done!

When you hear the word masterpiece, what do you think of? Maybe you remember a sculpture, portrait, or a painter’s landscape you saw in a museum. Or possibly you think of a poem, a stunning photograph, an amazing quilt, or rare architecture within a skyline. These things can all be called masterpieces.

My first thought goes straight to my brother-in-law and all his spectacular wooden watercraft. It’s been an honor and a pleasure being a part of his creative creations through the years.

Dave Vasher began this boatbuilding journey over a decade ago with the dream of handcrafting his own wooden strip canoe and once that came to life, there was no stopping him. His talent and skills are amazing, but what is even more so, is that he finished all of these watercraft as winter garage projects in his own backyard. He worked evenings after his day job, weekends, and any other free time he had. Dave built these crafts bit by bit with mostly overtime money.

He has a man-cave like no other, surrounded by previous boats, tools, and always the scent of fresh-cut wood. There are mahogany pieces, cedars, ash and more. I won’t make you wait any longer.

Dave’s five brilliant masterpieces began with . . .

His first, an impressive Wabanaki strip canoe – Dave learned to weave, and even created the seats himself.

      

Second, and third, he built two wooden kayaks because it’s more fun to kayak with someone.

Fourth, a fishing boat called a Dory.

   

Fifth  . . .  are you ready for this … it’s a flippin’ speed boat. He named her the Li’l Rascal, a design by Ken Bassett. What began as a cardboard tube filled with the instructions and pattern has become Dave’s present masterpiece.

  

It’s everything and anything except Li’l. This true masterpiece is fifteen feet long and created of all the best woods available. Vertical grain fir makes up the frame and the overlay is mahogany. The Merlot vinyl seats were custom-made locally. A detailed wood steering wheel and control council was chosen to accent the interior while 24k Gold leaf filled numbers and letters highlight both sides of the exterior. The Mercury sixty horse motor attached to its rear-end or for real boaters (the transom) can, and certainly will create waves for many years to come.

         

This latest craft with all its intricacies has taken Dave the longest, almost three years. He says, “Through patience, love, blood, sweat, and tears, it was all worth it.” He had many special critiques from buddies. Some appreciated, some not. He admitted to using a few.

Li’l Rascal’s maiden voyage took place on July 27, 2017 with plenty of family, friends, and few stray admirers.

The first ride was dedicated to Dave’s wife, of course, and if it wasn’t he may have ended up in an emergency room somewhere. Haha!  I may have to write another blog of her version of the last two and half years. Although, patience, love, blood, sweat and tears may actually sum it up for Mandy as well. She can let us know at the end of the boating season if it was all worth it or not? I think we may already know the answer.

The Li’l Rascal has yet another exceptional sentimental feature. The H-27 on both sides carries the memory of his wife’s father who also had a passioniate love of boats and the water.

   

    

I couldn’t have been more delighted or surprised when Dave said, “Your turn Mel, hop in.” Shhhhh! I may have peed a little with all the excitement.

Dave’s nerves at the very beginning were doing a bit of an anxious dance. But in the end, there were no worries and everyone was bustin’ a move. The launch was pure perfection. The first voyages can only be described as heaven on the water! What a ride!

Dave is several years from retiring from his day job as a machinist. Gee, I wonder what he’ll do with all his spare time.

More links to articles about Dave’s watercraft.

School, Canoe and a Dream Come True

A Christmas Gift Comes to Life

My Boat Building Brother-in-Law

Some Assembly Required

I’m continullay grateful you have given me this opportunity once again to do what I love and write. Thank you for reading my words and sharing my articles. I’m honored!

Love and Light

Meline Scheidel

 

 

The Turtle & Plan B

If it’s not the bees, or crazy cardinals, or whacko fishing stories, it’s those darn turtles. I truly love and learn something from all my visitors, critters or otherwise.

I’m not sure who scared who the most, although I fared a bit better. I jumped back and watched as the poor turtle panicked and flung herself off my dock. I couldn’t help but laugh when her plans didn’t work out so well. My thought was, I can so relate. But like most ladies, turtles or humans, we always have a plan B.

The Spiny Soft-shelled Turtle had climbed the hill about six feet from the water. She was sunning herself or maybe scoping for a place to lay eggs. She was crouched even with the ground close to the steps and I didn’t see her.

The turtle was near the round stone near the post on the left. (Not in photo)

When I approached, she, not so gracefully zipped down two steps and flung herself right into the lake, or so she thought. At one point she looked like a flying turtle.

After being airborne, she landed in my paddle boat. Thankfully, it was almost overflowing with rainwater after the last few days of storms. She struggled to get out, but her nails slid on the plastic. She would dip under when she saw me watching, but I was able to get this picture.

Next project, bail paddle boat! Hoping there are no more surprises.

As I went for my evening walk I tried to figure out a way for her to escape without anymore stress for either of us. My best plan was to lay a piece of wood across the boat for something (not plastic) for her to grab onto and climb out.

Forty five minutes later when I returned from my walk, the turtle was gone. We had both obviously had a plan B.

Here’s a DNR link if interested in knowing more about the popular Spiny Softshell Turtle.

Has any crazy creature incidences happened to you? I would love to read about your adventures in the comments.

Thanks as always for reading and sharing my blogs. I’m so grateful.

 

 

Mel’s Bee and Bee

Not all my visitors to the lake house are of the human kind, but I must say, human or not, I enjoy and end up loving them all.

There was the Crazy fish story. and  C.C. the Crazy Cardinal

Update on C.C. – He has returned several times for a quick peek in the window. He seems better balanced and no longer suicidal.

This past summer, 2016

My least favorite insect visited. One I have feared since I was a child. It brought the whole dang family too. Well, in this case it’s called a colony.

My visitors were honey bees, but any bee will send me running, flaying, and shrieking like a sissy girl into the house. (Please note: I’m usually a brave-like warrior woman, just saying!)

photo by M.M.S.

I had thousands of honey bees interrupt my magazine reading on the deck one afternoon. Such audacity! First came the intense sound. I raised my eyes to find the air-filled with black buzzing dots. The shadow was headed my way. The chair flipped over as I exited. My reading material and I luckily escaped into the cottage without a single sting.

From behind the sun room windows about two feet away, I safely observed the bees. They chose to make my bird bath their destination. As I watched, the hanging group grew larger in size as each bee clung to one another. The entire dark triangular shape seemed to sway, and pulse, almost as if it was a single breathing entity. I was fascinated!

Photo by M.M.S.

Photo by M.M.S.

How would I get rid of them? I was alone on this trip. Thoughts of my husbands torch and Raid in the shed crossed my mind.

I had read somewhere recently that bees were dying off and needed to be protected. My next thought was, maybe there’s a nearby beekeeper who would be happy to come and rescue me. Oh, I mean rescue them. I found several keepers on the Internet.

Local Bee Keeper

“A bunch of bees landed in my front yard. Would you be interested in them?”

“Please don’t destroy them,” She quickly said. “The swarm will leave on their own in a few hours, as little as two, and a maximum of thirty. They are only resting.”

I insisted that they seemed settled and comfortable. She assured me that they will leave soon.”

The bee keeper was excited to hear about the new colony and repeated how fortunate I was to witness such an extraordinary event. Lucky me!

The Bee Keeper Explains

When a colony separates the queen can’t fly long distances, so when she tires and lands, all the bees surround and protect her. Once a swarm containing hundreds to thousands of bees are settled, the scout bees are sent out to locate a new permanent home for its queen and the young colony.

The Next Day

I recognized the chaotic buzz  while preparing a meal. I rushed to the window while the bees took their leave the same way they’d came. They dispersed layer by layer from the bird bath once again dotting the air and moving toward the west. Their visit lasted about twenty-two hours.

The swarm left before several of their scout bees had returned from their explorations.They appeared to be lost souls for a few days as they clung to my bird bath. I hope they found their new home.

The more I’ve learned about the complex life of honey bees, the more respect I have, and less fear.

One Fact

If a honey bee stings you, it will die soon after. This isn’t true with other bees.

If you want to read more about honey bees, check out this site and article,  MAARC. I think all states should follow Maryland‘s laws.

Teasers -Next blog

My backyard boat building brother-in-law, Dave, is about to unveil his latest all wooden speedboat masterpiece. You wont want to miss this.

 

 

 

 

World Peace Prayer Service

What an amazing way to begin a New Year!

World Peace Prayer Service

I’ve prayed my own short prayers nightly for world peace as I’m sure you all have, but I had never attended an entire Sunday service dedicated to the world’s peace.

A song written by Gwen Girvin called, God Bless the Whole Wide World, was lovingly performed by her and her husband George. She was inspired to write this song when she was only eight and realized as a child that God blesses more than just America.

People from many cultures came to say a prayer for peace, mostly prayers that are practiced in their birth countries and religion. They’d recite in their language, (Then repeat in English).

I knew this service would be interesting, but had no idea of the immense intensity of emotion these prayers, chants and words would invoke within me. I have no doubt people of all cultures, located all over the entire world felt our love, prayers, chants, and songs as they were so purposely expressed.

I can only describe this service as one of the most powerful I’ve ever attended. My body tingled from head to toe, beginning to the end.

Some people brought instruments such as, Native American drums, tambourines, flutes, maracas, and wore authentic clothing to match. We heard Buddhist chats, one in Thai, two Baha’i Prayers, one (Farsi – Persian Language) Chinese, Japanese, and Sanskrit chants, along with prayers in, Mandarin, a Hawaiian and a Hungarian prayer. Amazing and Wow! I am so grateful to have been a part of this experience.

There was a strong united connection present, no matter the color of skin, language, or appearances, and it was obvious even though we’re all so unique in our different ways that we still have one amazing thing in common, our great love of God and a genuine hope for peace in our magnificent world.

 

 

 

 

 

I was invited and able to contribute my own prayer, titled, We Can, and was humbled and honored to do so.

WE CAN

by, M. M. Scheidel

We can

Pray

May the wounds of all earthly battles remain only on the temporary body, never finding home in the soul.

Please  God

Wash away all hatred and anger that impedes the mind, cleansing, healing, and make every one anew.

Energize us to do our part.

We can

Create an effort each day to begin with peace on our own soul.

We can

Share amongst anyone who is willing to experience, and hear

and those who are not. . . we can utilize our God-given artillery.

We can

Surround them with our weapons of love, swathe them with our compassion, and caress them with our empathy. Reminding, and encouraging all encountered to know of their own divineness within.

We can…

Do all of this daily in our mind, body, and souls… for we and our world craves peace

Because we have the divine within us we already know

Peace begins with me, Peace begins in our families, and Peace begins with each and every one of you!

We can

All unite to do our part… and so it is – Amen

 

 

A Crazy Fish Story

There’s more than one way to catch a fish, or two!

Here are the fish!

Here is the Story that appeared on the front page of the  Owosso Independent

Hope you are as entertained by this world’s tasty oddities as I am.

Thank you for sharing my blogs.

Writing Naturally,

Meline