(This post is being published on both of my blog-sites in preparation for the complete change-over which is hopefully coming soon. I have attempted to change some of the content of this post, depending on where you are when you read it!)
Frustrations with Blogger have led me to transfer my blog to WordPress. If you arrived here by accident, then WELCOME! Welcome, in fact to all of you – no matter how you got here. This blog is, has been, and will continue to be a forum for me to share my reflections on what is going on in my life, as well as ideas and observations about what’s happening in the world at large. You will find some poetry, rants, memoirs – a general stream-of-consciousness collection intended to not only unclutter my mind, but to share with whoever is willing to take a sail, some of the things I see when I stop to take a glance at the mirror of my mind’s eye. I’ll do my best to supply my readers with a paddle – but don’t count on it! Sometimes when you set sail on my stream – you’ll be on your own!
As soon as I’m able, I will have a Photos page set up for the WP site, too. Stay tuned!
Until everything gets transferred over, you are invited to view my posts at both addresses:
WordPress visitors will find it easier to leave their comments on the WP blog, however! I look forward to hearing from you all!
Please remember to leave your own comments and reflections. . .I’d like to take a voyage up your stream, too! (No paddles required. . .)
Until we read again, I wish you all, wherever you may find yourself, enough. . .
I started out wanting to be a physician, changed that to becoming a musician/actor/performer, changed that to whatever came to mind - a gifted hairdresser, perhaps, or a great auto mechanic - wouldn't those things be useful, even if you do other things for a "living?" While I am a musician of varying degrees of capability, I am also, to my surprise, a wife of a pastor (who is now retired), a mother to three extraordinary sons, and last and most certainly not least, a child of God, a daughter to the King, daily hoping and praying for God's Will to be done - the prayer that never ultimately fails, and always seeking to, somehow, become the Gospel, even as I live my own.