Silent Sermon Sunday

The Wheel turns.
The old year gives way to new,
The light fades, enhancing shades.
The Queen sighs, as the King dies.
We sit with her as she cries.
We remember love survives.
Changes come.
Old is undone.
We welcome the blessings of the New Year.
Samhain is here.
Blessed be.

Namaste' Till Next Time,
Holly

On Any Given Day

On any given day, any Human Being is engaged in a silent conflict, a battle, a struggle, a tipping point, a hurt, a scare, a concern, a worry, a fear that we can not see.

I hope to remember that with each person I encounter so that I do not add weight to the conflict, but instead, offer a moment of peace and Grace so that they can continue to fight the good fight.

Namaste' Till Next Time,
Holly aka She Who Is A Warrior

Silent Sermon Sunday

God is great. God is good. Thank you for our daily food. By His hand we all are fed. Give us now our daily bread. (Or Primanti Brothers sandwich...)
~ Amen

Livy experiences her first Pittsburgh sandwich at the original Primanti Brothers.

Namaste' Till Next Time,
Holly aka Great Aunt Holly