Dinner on the Grounds
Mistress Heather
provider of adequate female supervision
Stay tuned for my upcoming short story debut: Aint Meter
It was a lovely evening at the Church of the Porch. A rare Sunday High Communion was held. Preston has returned from the "game" and was able to performs his duties for communion. Thanks Preston! I appreciate your helping me realign my spine. Dinner was yummy and I appreciate your help in making it so. The porch is closing early tonight. They are in Talladega if you know what I mean.
Thanks to all who suffered through my story ideas today. I'll sit down and do some rough drafting on the puter this week. Embellishing the truth is harder than the republicans make it look.
Mistress Heather
Are we all one? Is the soul an individual or merely a collection? Are we both a collection and an individual?
I've always thought we are both an individual spirit that is part of the collective. The collective is the fountain of energy where all the spiritual energy that is, has been or ever will be is gathered. With each trip we make to our planet as embodied spirits do we add another layer of dimension? I think perhaps we do. It helps us to explain when we are familiar with things or places or tasks we have not done, seen or felt in this lifetime.
Have you ever visited a place for the first time and known that you have been there before? I had a friend who visited the pyramids for the first time. It was his biggest desire to make it to see them. He had seen them being built in his dreams and felt he had participated in the building in another lifetime. When he got there, he KNEW he had been there before and began to flash back to a time during their construction. It wasn't just familiar. He remembered intimate details about them.
If you believe in reincarnation and I do, then it seems feasible and likely that there is a memory imprint which can be accessed.
Any thoughts anyone?
Monday night
Indian food too exotic to describe
Tuesday night
Shepherd's Pie
Wednesday night
Honey baked ham sandwiches and a huge pot of black eyed peas.