I rescued animals when I was young. A dying sparrow, a lonely salamander, a rabid Chihuahua (my mom and I jumped on a chair and screamed when he had his first foam flying fit). Now, I find old furniture at the dump. I drag it home and give it life…

There’s a way to compile these seven installments into one, but I have no idea how to do it. Until I figure it out, then, here are the links, at least: The Swan Whisperer (part 1) Once upon a time there was a magical oasis. Deep in the surrounding woods, its crystalline waters hidden from the eyes…mccray-lori569.medium.com The Swan Whisperer, part 2 It was a magnificent Spring day, and Emory couldn’t pull on her boots and waterproof pants quickly enough! She grabbed…mccray-lori569.medium.com

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, A Swan Posing Grace-full-y Two Courting Swans

Buzz looking like William

What is prayer, but a tender opening. A trusting receptivity. A careful listening. Show me the way. After all my finagling falls flat in failure. All my helpfulness only hurts. All my ministrations make things worse. Show me the way. LBM 9/30/2023

Genesis radius nucleus laziness willfulness diminishment abstinence recurrence Innocence immanence embodiment enlightenment Transcendence LBM 9/29/2023

Isn’t it great, when you finally come into your own? When the inner and outer meet as friends, no longer adversarial? Isn’t it great when you see where you’re going and stop following bad directions and the road ahead shines bright enough for possibility? Isn’t it great when you trust in your talents and distribute your gifts, and applaud the achievements of others? Isn’t it great when you stop worrying and wondering if you’re likable, and decide to like yourself? Once the great pendulum stops swinging and settles into balance, isn’t it great, to finally know peace?