“Do you trust me”? She asks Yes and yes again, What ever comes, I trust you. Out of the great wide open of not knowing and uncertainty the Thunderbird appears opening her heart allowing her prayers to fall upon my open mind into my hands, creating.
Her prayers merge with my prayers and they land where the cranes of peace rest in the meadow of my heart near the lake of still waters where the quiet imaginings create ripples of light that catch my attention.
A soft lapping as the ripples reach the shore, murmuring, Everything’s going to be okay. Everything’s going to be okay. Everything’s going to be okay.
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Jim Whitaker of the Ashland Wine Cellar Jim Whitaker is the owner of The Wine Cellar in downtown Ashland. The Wine Cellar is a...
