This morning I write

to right the less than inspired emotions that emerge from a feeling of lack. Lack of employment and the many stops I’ve put in place surrounding the lack of income. In fact, I am wrong. I am abundantly wealthy. Riches overflow and have little if anything to do with dollars. The job hunt, one that has truly turned into a foraging, will undoubtedly show itself to be measured out exactly as it should be. In faith the journey continues.

So on this incredibly beautiful NC morning of gentle, cool breezes, with a view out my window of erupting green against a backdrop of blue cloudless sky, the chatter of the birds sharing their morning story, I humbly bow my head in reverence to the wealth of grace and beauty that gently holds me.


A welcome good morning to you, my friends.