November | 2021 | Fawn Rising

A Lantern, A Candle, A Ray of Sunshine

I am deeply blessed by your existence in my life. At the time you are birthed, you have two sisters who are small enough to still be in night-time diapers. The privilege of natural birth is given to me. It is incredibly glorious! Your dear sisters decorate your new nursery with crayon drawings while chattering […]

Pools of Angry Humans

Greetings to all the world. I send warm blessings of peace during this week of giving thanks for our existing earth from the United States of America. Questions to query: Is it possible that world-wide COVID carries with it an assumed intent toward uncontrollable anger? Are humans using this as a reason to become […]

At Long Last

Sleep eludes me. I go down to the water’s edge Only to find my heart Is reflecting upon my beloved ones Having transitioned Into another world of existence. Those who had stood by me Those who did not Those who stood for me And those who stood close enough for me To lean against… […]

The Hand of God

The year is 1966. My brilliantly-gifted father who speaks seven languages is raising me. I am completing the ninth grade. My life is filled with breaking competitive swim records, musical composition and performance, and perfect grades. My life is good. I must drop out of school. At this time, my body is protecting a wee […]

Hope

Early morn 3 a.m. candles lit kitties darting a long-venting storm gentles the time yet causes leaks upstairs and downstairs. The air is cool the sky lightening gray and the winds charge up and down the beach settling on two kayaks out for a private talk. Later early morn 6 a.m. candles still […]

May I Have This Dance Musings

Perhaps… or, another day? How about next year? Then, there’s tomorrow… Dance with my dog, please ~ Find someone else. Any. One. Else. photographed & Written by Fawn Rising © 2021 November 6, 2021 Another year of COVID Le Lac du mon Père Crystal Lake Florida United States Earth