Memories

A friend posted a photo that touched my heart, and in turn, brought about a whole range of emotions…memories, wonderful memories, that fill my heart with love but also sadness and the pain of loss. I walked outside to get some air. I was greeted by this little one……it’s been a while since I’ve encountered one here at home, yet I’m not surprised. He’s watching over me. ❤️🙏

Dragonfly Dragonfly

Down below the surface of a quiet pond lived a little colony of water bugs. They were a happy colony, living far away from the sun. For many months they were very busy, scurrying over the soft mud on the bottom of the pond. They did notice that every once in awhile one of their colony seemed to lose interest in going about. Clinging to the stem of a pond lily it gradually moved out of sight and was seen no more.

Look! said one of the water bugs to another. one of our colony is climbing up the lily stalk. Where do you think she is going? Up – up – up it slowly went….Even as they watched, the water bug disappeared from sight. Its friends waited and waited but it didn’t return…

That’s funny! said one water bug to another. Wasn’t she happy here? asked a second… Where do you suppose she went? wondered a third.

No one had an answer. They were greatly puzzled. Finally one of the water bugs, a leader in the colony, gathered its friends together. I have an idea. The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk must promise to come back and tell us where he or she went and why.

We promise – they said solemnly.

One spring day, not long after, the very water bug who had suggested the plan found himself climbing up the lily stalk. Up, up, up, he went. Before he knew what was happening, he had broke through the surface of the water and fallen onto the broad, green lily pad above.

When he awoke, he looked about with surprise. He couldn’t believe what he saw. A startling change had come to his old body. His movement revealed four silver wings and a long tail. Even as he struggled, he felt an impulse to move his wings…The warmth of the sun soon dried the moisture from the new body. He moved his wings again and suddenly found himself up above the water. He had become a dragonfly!!

Swooping and dipping in great curves, he flew through the air. He felt exhilarated in the new atmosphere. By and by the new dragonfly lighted happily on a lily pad to rest. Then it was that he chanced to look below to the bottom of the pond. Why, he was right above his old friends, the water bugs! There they were scurrying around, just as he had been doing some time before.

The dragonfly remembered the promise: the next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk will come back and tell where he or she went and why. Without thinking, the dragonfly darted down. Suddenly he hit the surface of the water and bounced away. Now that he was a dragonfly, he could no longer go into the water…

I can’t return! he said in dismay. At least, I tried. But I can’t keep my promise. Even if I could go back, not one of the water bugs would know me in my new body. I guess I’ll just have to wait until they become dragonflies too. Then they’ll understand what has happened to me, and where I went.

~ Doris Stickney ~

Artist Credit : Christian Schloe

Dragonfly by Fleetwood Mac

Stumbled upon this this by accident….

 

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And when the roses are half-bud soft flowers
And lovely as the king of flies has come
It was a fleeting visit, all too brief
In three short minutes, he had been and gone

He rested there upon an apple leaf
A gorgeous opal crown sat on his head
Although the garden is a lovely place
Was it worthy of so fine a guest

Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh

 

Listen with Your Heart

Faith requires following the power of a whisper.” ~Shannon L. Alder~
Good afternoon my friends/family. The above quote is my quote for the day……today was, for me, the start of my new book..chapter one. It was inspection day for the house and property I’m purchasing. 

My White Oak Tree


The pull I felt from the moment I stepped foot on the property was so strong…I heard and hear the whispers. My daughter and I were greeted by my muse, the dragonfly….I then visited with my tree.


Inspections went well. Barring anything major I close two weeks from today……199 days ago, my life drastically changed. Physically, Jim is not here…but I hear him in the whispers of the trees…I see him in my visiting dragonfly….I feel him all around and inside of me…..I know he’s with me as I start this new book of mine…………


May you all hear the whispers of your beloved ❤

I have a peach tree 😊🍑