Signs are important to me. Sometimes I ask for them. Sometimes they present themselves–almost out of the blue. Sometimes they’re a gift and sometimes they might feel very, very random.
This morning a post presented itself. Unsolicited. Random even. John Trudell. Conveyor of “coyote logics”. And bingo. LIGHT. Understanding of certain things I had been considering this past week. And near the bottom of this article, an interview with a man-child. An awesome being. Worthy of a cosmic high-five. Skip the article if the ideas put you off–but the interview–well, I recommend it.
http://www.spiritscienceandmetaphysics.com/4-signs-that-this-isnt-your-first-life-on-earth
We will have our own boy-child this evening. And hopefully a bonfire. And tomorrow, black-eyed peas and collards. And these gifts:
the gift of a real Hope
and this–a gift from Christmas…
Holding each of you in my heart today…tomorrow…and on…as we continue this journey of, as Jude Hill often says”just going.”
following thread 
Love to you, Patricia and to all these young boys. Yes. Here we go.
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thank you Grace–for this and so much more
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Magic Days!
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here AND there…
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To Going then!
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toasting you, Jude!
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