Granny’s Treasures

I remember you! Couldn’t you see I was in a deep meditation when you so selfishly interrupted my peace? So, apparently, these many years later, you’re still intrigued by what you saw. I’ll try to explain. I was born in Atlanta, Georgia in 1956. This time. My great-grandmother passed away when I was about 5,… Continue reading Granny’s Treasures

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Avra Kehdabra

Thoughts and feelings Cavorted in my head. Together, they’re more powerful Than any words I’ve ever said. For words spoken Without emotion Are devoid of power, and weak. Yet, with intent My voice portends To create as I speak.