Today I awoke with the word “Rabboni,” similar to this Christ icon.  The dream took me to my mother’s church in Miami – maybe because the day before I had remembered to call my mother’s best friend Gloria for her birthday.   The dream vanished as my brown Labrador nudged me from sleep yet I retained precious memories of serving Maman and Gloria Sunday brunch for many years…which put me in a grateful mood to write about it.


As if you ushered an angel to whisper in my ear

I am your faithful teacher

Wake up to taste and see my goodness

That you may walk above the jagged rocks of your journey

Each day my mystery unfolds before your eyes

Behold my Love and Protection

My Promise for you and everyone you know and love


I am very grateful to have these memories to jump start this day.

Dear Friends, I pray that gratitude greets you each and every day of your life


Photograph by Rodney Lough Jr.


August is about to fall into September.  Time to set new goals – time to plant new seeds of thought – time to rustle in leaves – time to pick blueberries and pickle the last harvest.  In the blink of an eye, the earth and air will change.  Are you ready?  I am.

Your good presence here keeps my creative spirit flowing.  Merci Beaucoup!

sincerely, yourscribeforlove