Saturday, June 16, 2012

Happy Father's Day

Father's Day Blog June 17, 2012
Bo and his dad in Nicaragua

In the beginning ...

Friday evening, I sat by the shore with Pat and watched the waves splashing up over the rocks and sand ... sometimes coming within inches of where we were ... the way we were. Everywhere around us were reminders of the beginning of the journey here. I could sense what one would call a UFO and forces of creation ... who ... like us were ... watching ... waiting ...

Later, as we walked back to the car, we created a humorous story about coming to Earth and what is was like when there was nothing. A huge sign on the beach said Welcome and we remembered that we chose to stay a while and create programs.

Pat saw giant footprints in the sand with deep sneaker treads and said, "Look, I found hieroglyphs" as on we walked towards our destinies ... Coney Island ... the amusement park (reality) ... a symbolic red candy apple ... The energies are no longer here but above in the Waiting Place.

I enjoy being a storyteller, but alas one has to know when to say, "In the sands of time ... that's all she wrote ... The End."