Time…

She wasn’t doing this for fun. It wasn’t even a compulsion. It was simply Time. Time bearing unexpected healing gifts. Time as gift itself. This slow boundless space that spread out like vast water skirting sand as receding waves tumbled tiny crystalline boulders of endless granules. It was here that she made the discovery. Here in this full lazy rhythmic place, golden and replete with wonder and luminous with possibilities that the words came. Long had she sought to unravel the mystery of all the ugly that had gone before. And often it had eluded her until now.

Superior Awe…

Summoned by cool drafts wafting over the vast surface of Lake Superior’s summer waters, the cloud mists billowed soft droplets over the landscape. Slowly but indomitably, the fog advanced, lacing and shrouding the North Shore’s steep conifer peaks in gauze breath raiments of beauty and mystery.  The cloud mists came, calling soundlessly to the ancients heralding from a distant past. She beheld their wonder and heard their whispered call, and it awakened in her heart memories of awe, majesty and joy.

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