A Wondrous Universe

Hello friends.  Thank you for reading this.  I hope you make it all the way through!  This said before I even write anything.  I sure hope it is good.   It is about to rain here in Greensboro.  It's later in the evening, around 8 o' clock when the thunder heads are about to burst.  The wind has picked up and I am home now with the pups, settling in.  The tea is still hot and my left forearm hurts a bit from driving.  Before starting this writing I was tuning into my heart.  I was seeing myself back in Tennessee, perhaps purchasing a small wedding chapel.  I was seeing it as a healing center too but maybe simply officiating weddings is healing unto itself, for me and the people involved, even, if in the end, it doesn't work out.   Lots of things do not work out but they sure do work themselves out.   What was inspiring me to write was a man speaking about racism.  He is a preacher and a teacher, a PhD.  It, they are both, positions of power and so here I am in a position o

I really love the Little Free Libraries around town.  Sometimes I feel really called to them.  I picked up two treasures today from one of them: Selected Writings of Edgar Allen Poe and An Event In Autumn by Henning Mankell; I am not sure how treasurous that second one is but it is a mystery and I have been really digging mysteries lately.  It is fun to put books into the Little Free Libraries too.  Often they are McKay's rejects, but hey, they are still good books.  Maybe they are tattered or they have too many of them or whatever to be rejected.  It is nice to contribute since I like to take from these, oftentimes, gems of neighborhoods.  Yes, I will find ones not just in my neighborhood.  I know of at least four around where I live and have seen many more.  Maybe one day I will put one up at my house if I ever have my house .  "If I ever" is kind of lonesome and wanting; how about "when I have my own house.... "  That is much more fun, exciting and hopeful.