Our Dear One's

Kind One's,

I beg your pardon for the three day "Close Down", without notice. I missed being able to access this portal, but there were some extraordinary energies being created willfully and randomly by my dearest and beloved Kinfolk and Kindred. Yes, all is good and all is well. There was time for me to reset my sights. This was a period of time that took and removed me from a not so pleasant place. I know this. I needed a break from there. I am actually feeling and am still being influenced by the Baptism of Youthful Energy and the medicine that comes with total and unconditional love.

Looking back, I might see it was a familiar scene that has been lived and relived generation after generation. These are the times when we impact our youth and provide them with the stories of them who came before us, the Elders. I reckon, I may have felt a nip at my biological clock here a couple of times.

People don't live like people used to any more. Them who came before me. My nearest of Kinfolk, went back three generations on my father's Spanish Moss. My Abuela's, his Mother's generation and my Great Grand Parent's, Abuela Mimi and Abuelo (Grandfather), Luis. My Great Grandfather Luis, was born in 1897 and my Mimi was born in 1900. The stories that were handed down from them was medicine and energies from such an awesome time in U.S. history. From their times here in U.S. history. As it was and is for my grandmother who is still alive at 93 years of age. Her history spoken from her mouth to my ears has been influential in many ways on these Path's I have walked. Abuela Mary, has been one of my greatest teachers. She was a nurse for most all of her adult life. She was the mid-wife who assisted my mom in giving birth to me and my sibling's. I remember how she always went to work with pressed Whites, her Nurse hat perfect and always with a little tilt to one side, and her absolutely spotless shoes - whiter than Cotton. Every day. Her work ethic impeccable...

...which I believe influenced my Dad and my two Aunt's. Their stories are meant to be passed along. As they were from them to us. It is up to us to pass along theirs and our stories.

Who influenced my work ethic. My stories and my wife's stories are, have been and will be passed along to our two daughters. Who in turn will pass along to their children. My teacher's.

People don't live like people used to any more. My dearest Kinfolk on my Mom's Southern Magnolia Tree White blossoms, went back three generations too. The branches are many and go far back into an American history rich with those who came before me here. My Grandpa Roy had stories from a past that included a Grandfather who fought in the Civil War and generation after generation of wonderful Southern Hospitality type Kinfolk. AND their stories. My God, I didn't need much more than their stories and the many books I read as a child and have read since.

I am thinking and feeling in my heart that what I am feeling today, and what I have felt over the past three days is what my parents felt when they wore similar shoes and my grandparents did when they were surrounded by their dear one's and my Great Grandparents when the Baby Boom occurred in our Circles of Kinfolk. Our Clan's. Las Familia...

...Our Dear One's.

All of who influence me on a daily basis and are a living part of my very being.

I am the Blessed One Walking.