Last night as I was gathering wood for the fire place, I
stopped and listened. The wind was
a howwwling! I haven’t noticed the
wind like that for a quite a while. When I lived
in Oak Creek Canyon I heard the wind on a regular basis. There were times it sounded like it was
telling a story. I remember angry winds
that felt like they were going to rip off the roof, push you over or stop you in your tracks and slow soft winds that
ruffled your hair and caressed your cheek.
This was a story telling wind. The trees were dancing, shimmering and shaking
in the nakedness of winter. The animals
were all nestled in their homes safe and sound. They sky was clear and crisp
and the stars were bright in the evening sky.
Sssssssshhhhhhh, wooooosssshhhhhhhhh,
aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh… Relax, cuddle up by the fire dear one, enjoy your evening as
I clear away the negative energy and leave you in Love.
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