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The Journey

The calling

There is a calling deep down inside of us, a silent voice that beckons us forward. It screams out our name and breaks the emotional  shackles that bind us. We can’t hear it with mortal ears, but alas we can hear it loudly though intuitive thought. It is a calling that very few will ever hear, that even less will continue to follow.  Those sweet whispers from Mother Earth as she seduces your train of
Spiritual Reflection

The span of time

  Minutes turn to hours, days turn into nights as time swiftly passes by like a blink of an eye it is gone. Sometimes way to quick to grasp, to comprehend or take account what just transpired, what has been lost. The young are quick to rush through life without learning from their elders, thus acting as if they know it all. Alas, this reminds me of my yesteryears, of when I was so young,
Spiritual Reflection

Love them now not later

George Mercado (March 21st 2018) Why is it when someone dies everyone comes along and posts on how much they loved them, how much they miss them, or how they wish they were still alive? Why is it when they were alive, no such things were said to them. Instead they were ignored, left alone to cry silently in the dark. No one gave a shit, no one cared, no one supported them because hell
The Journey

So it begins.

  SO IT BEGINS:  (March 20th 2018) First and first and foremost I need to thank Jack Shealy from Trail Glades Campground for today he reminded me of how I used to love to write.  It truly has been ages since I put my thoughts and feelings onto a page and his words to me today hit home. In truth It seemed due to business and life, I have strayed from my writing, strayed from