KISSED BY THE MOON

This sweet children's book is hot on the press and available just in time for holiday gift giving or anytime giving! It is a magical tale of sharing loving kindness. Hardcover and paperback copies available now at the following on-line retailers: https://amazon.ca/dp/0228865190 https://amazon.ca/dp/0228865190?psc=1&smid=A3DWYIK6Y9EEQB https://amazon.com/dp/0228865190?smid=A4XRJ8S0WXSO0&psc=1 https://amazon.com/dp/0228865190 https://amazon.com.au/dp/0228865190 https://amazon.co.uk/dp/0228865190 https://www.chapters.indigo.ca/en-ca/books/kissed-by-the-moon/9780228865193-item.html https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/kissed-by-the-moon-julie-ethel-melton/1140495226 https://www.bookdepository.com/Kissed-by-the-Moon-Julie-Ethel-Melton/9780228865193 Thank you for supporting the…

Listen with Your Heart

Last month, I was witness to the murder of a dear friend I have known for just over a year and a half. My friend lived in the backyard of the house behind my apartment building. Every morning we would commune in silence, listening to the birds and the sounds of the city awakening. The…

The long slow smile

Slow is the mile The long slow smile That brings the truth of being Patience is the virtue gifted this morning My gift to me A gift to all Is patience The stubborn smile That ascends to victory 🙌🏻 Victory is mine sayeth the Lord God and Goddess that dwells here within this causal being…

I do not see colour, I live in colour!

On a trip to the local market this morning, a light drizzle began. With no umbrella in hand, I welcomed the covered entrance where a woman was stopped, looking inside her handbag. The woman explained she was looking for her mask. After saying, "excuse me" I proceeded around her to enter the door to the…

Corpse pose

is solitude. Surrender to the quiet all knowing all seeing One within All. We become alive reborn through surrender. The undoing of all thought is through. No going around. The way is through surrender. 🌹 * Corpse pose is also referred to as shavasana — rest pose.

October Saga

The breeze teases and whips the leaves into a frenzied fall of grace! Mother Earth’s great bosom is afire with torches of crimson, scarlet, burnt umber, and gold. The fir needles rust on branches in preparation for the lean months of lessening sunshine. I notice what is not needed for their winter coat is cast-off…

Morning dew on paper…

Sitting beneath a black pine tree this morning upon a city park bench, the crescent moon before me and the mid-morning sun at my back, sparked these sweet words of inspiring revelation. We are beautiful beyond measure. Let us cease our measuring up to be something and someone our mind thinks we should be and…

Forest Rhapsody

Every leaf on the entire mountain is aflutter with God.  Late this afternoon, I ventured out on a walk to meet God. A favourite trail beckoned me in the easy breeze of the late September afternoon. It had been rainy and cool the past few days, abating today, leaving a cozy dampness in the scented…