You know that I wrote the last chapter
a few days ago. I wrote all about
Sister Renata
finally
being
cleared
of the crime:
they accused her of murdering her cousin
AND SHE DID NOT DO IT AND YOU HAVE TO READ THE BOOK TO FIND OUT WHAT
REALLY HAPPENED! who the so-called
killer was!
So I wrote the "FINALE" or so I thought
I said Amen Amen
Sister Renata
being
cleared
of the crime:
they accused her of murdering her cousin
AND SHE DID NOT DO IT AND YOU HAVE TO READ THE BOOK TO FIND OUT WHAT
REALLY HAPPENED! who the so-called
killer was!
So I wrote the "FINALE" or so I thought
I said Amen Amen
but even then I thought
"How Can I Stop Writing
this book I have been writing]]]]=====FOR TWENTY YEARS======[[[[[
this book I have been writing]]]]=====FOR TWENTY YEARS======[[[[[
JUST ASK MY WRITER FRIEND PEG WHO HAS READ at least
160,000 pages.
She was the one who all along asked me,
Why are you writing this book?
What is at stake?
and I could never answer her question.
But now I think I understand
Now I have
160,000 pages.
She was the one who all along asked me,
Why are you writing this book?
What is at stake?
and I could never answer her question.
But now I think I understand
Now I have
started
again
because the novel-by-blog is all about miracles and
the miracles keep
happening to me
just this morning
I was sitting
while in
meditation.
I had been sitting for
about half an hour when
my husband brought the
puppy downstairs so she could
go outside.
My husband came into
the living room and said a few things to me
I resumed meditation
and then
and then
the puppy came in and sat down
to the right of me
I looked over my right shoulder
I SAW A COUPLE OF CARDINALS AT THE WINDOW ON THE BLACK BRANCHES
AGAINST THE WHITE SNOW IT WAS A CHRISTMAS CARD FRAMED BY MY
LIVING ROOM WINDOW I GASPED AND COULDN’T LOOK AWAY I WOULD SAY THEY WERE THERE FOR A HALF HOUR BUT ACTUALLY NOT NEARLY THAT LONG
THE FEMALE DISAPPEARED BUT THE
MALE KEPT KEPT KEPT KEPT KEPT AT THE WINDOW BATTING
HIS WINGS FLUTTERING MADLY TRYING DESPERATELY TO GET THROUGH THE GLASS AS I WATCHED MY MOUTH HANGING OPEN THE BUSH THE BIRD THE THOUGHT CAME TO ME THE BURNING BUSH AND MOSES SEEING IT AND
ME WATCHING A SMALL MIRACLE RIGHT
THERE
RIGHT HERE NOW NOW NOW AND
HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY GO BACK TO MEDITATION WHEN
THE BIRDS HAVE TAKEN YOUR BREATH AWAY?
So I stopped
to write this.
It's a mystery
I needed a camera but didn’t move.
Some miracles
you just can’t photograph
in words.
P.S.
OMG THE RED CARDINAL THE FEMALE JUST RETURNED
SHE IS SITTING OUTSIDE THE WINDOW IN THE ROSE OF SHARON
HOW IS IT POSSIBLE THAT THESE BIRDS
I HAVE NEVER WITNESSED ANYTHING LIKE THIS NEVER
NOT EVER AT THE BIRD FEEDER I NEED TO GET MY CAMERA
I AM SITTING HERE I WILL TRY TO GET UP TO GET MY CAMERA
I AM CERTAIN SHE WILL FLY AWAY BUT WHAT THE HECK I MIGHT
AS WELL TRY...
AND I ONLY GOT THE WINDOW.
But now that we are on the subject of mysteries I might as well
tell you the candle story again
once again
today a candle won't stop
burning bush
won't stop
won't stop
the wax
the wick
I had a tricky candle once before in my Sister Mysteries blog
That time it wouldn't stop burning
It lasted and lasted and lasted
Way way past a candle should.
A long long long long
time after the wick
just kept burning
and burning and
burning bush.
I am now finished reporting on morning miracles.
(But the candle is still burning and I will time how long
before it goes out.)
p.s.s. The candle burned for four and a half hours!
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