30 Days Of Gratitude…Day 11

Today we remember all who served..all who gave and continues to give so we can live a life of freedom.

Day 11: Thankful and Grateful…

to all our service women and men, past, present and future as well as their families. ✝️❤️🙏🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

“Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends” ( John 15:13)

As believers we owe our veterans a deep debt. It is because of their sacrifice we are free to worship God. You and I go to church, worship, have Bibles, and serve God without fear of being put into prison or put to death. It is in large part due to their sacrifice we have these freedoms.

So thank a veteran today and pray for them because they are one of the biggest reasons we are free to worship as we please.

O God, we give you praise for these people who have allowed us to serve and worship You in freedom. We do not take for granted that there are millions of Christians around the world afraid of prison or even death because of what they believe. Our veterans are a significant reason why we do not fear and we thank You for them. Amen.

We Shall Be Free 👊

Over at Quantum Hermit….Monday’s are set aside for  The Monday Music Medicine Show

Which obviously I’m a day late for 😁 Better late than never I say!!! Fims thoughts for this week……Play Anything You Want Day….If I asked everyone to tell us first song that comes into your mind right now, what would it be? I usually have some melody zipping around in my inside my head…….

With all that’s happened the last few days…This has been buzzing around in my head….

Alone vs. Loneliness


This morning, I pulled one of my old journals off the shelf. I do this yearly, around my birthday, to revisit myself, and to remind myself of where I was, and how far I’ve come, or not come. The paragraph below, was printed and taped into a journal entry…..

Loneliness, terrible aching loneliness, is all she has ever known. She was locked away when she was very young. Her owners were afraid of giving her freedom. She might fly away and never come back. She might not love them. They showed her love in the only ways they knew how. They gave her shelter and fed her well. They talk to her and treat her like the pet she’s become. They don’t realize they’ve killed her spirit, robbed her of her true nature. “Let Me Free,” she cries in song. She doesn’t know what “free” means, but she has a faint glimmer, a dream, a longing. Her wings know the feeling of flight even though she’s never soared. Her feathers dream of rustling through the breezes she’s never known. “Set Me Free,” she cries. Her soul is anguished; still she feels no feeling. She is numb. ~unknown Source~

[My Spirit knows what freedom is, but in this life, as this Linda-person, I’ve not experienced freedom in the way I know I can. I’ve been locked away, a great Spirit living a shadow life of the existence she is meant to know……I mourn the loss of my freedom.]

As a loner by nature, I do know, there is a distinct difference, from being alone and extreme loneliness. I know what it feels like to live in a house full of people, yet feel immense loneliness. For me…alone = good….loneliness=sucks.


Born To Fly…………….

……..And how do you keep your feet on the ground
When you know, that you were born, you were born to fly”
~Sara Evans ~

I love the feature On This Day on FB……it’s a little walk down memory lane of where I was on this day………..my status on this day 4 years ago was the above lyrics…….which of course got me to thinking of where I was then and if I have, in fact, spread my wings and flown……………………In some ways I have, in other ways I’d say I’m still a fledgling. With my photography, I’ve flown a little. One of my pictures was ‘featured’ in our little Cooperative magazine…another was actually bought and sold as a postcard in our Museum here on the island…………


Here’s my photo of an otter…I just happened to be in the right place at the right time for him to say good morning (#8)


…and here’s my photo on display at the museum. I actually got a paycheck for this one…pretty cool!! :)))))

I’ve lost a few feathers along the way……but know that with loss, there is regrowth…….So, I’ll continue to sing those lyrics…LOUDLY… and will continue to believe. I will continue to spread my wings….and I. Will. Fly!!!