The business of time and communication

The end of the year provides such melancholy, and opposing bliss, that we waver like the tide. Hopefully, each of us between these rises and falls grow increasingly aware of our moments where faith stirs our hearts toward greater aspirations of humanity; while we cope with the currents of business and time and minutia of communications set to pierce our hearts as they maneuver in those aspirations.

Life is a complicated journey.

To all the Carthagians I’ve grown to love ~ thank you for remaining aware of faith in aspiration that far outweighs those piercing interludes we, together, overcome blissfully.

Each of you have restored my soul.

Happy and Joyous Noel

with God’s blessings as we aspire into 2018 . . .

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Totems and Native American land

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The past week we’ve been experiencing what the Native Americans refer to as totems. First, the Praying Mantis, who came and not only visited but seemingly spoke to us moving from family member to family member. As he/she moved from individual to individual – his/her head tilted from side-to-side as if listening to us converse with him/her. And, when someone new entered the conversation, instead of moving away the Praying Mantis leaned in and moved closer, targeted and then jumped to whomever was speaking. This was the most bizarre insect behavior any of us had ever experienced.

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Then, just today, another Praying Mantis was in the windowsill needing deliverance to the out-of-doors (how it got in is a wonder) and just afterward, a doe and two mid-aged fawns stroll by. One fawn is an albino. Another Native American totem.

So, Carthage has a unique flavor when it comes to the unexpected . . . the wildlife certainly comes out in Carthage!