September 6, 2025

          There is a mountain next to the sea.  Caught in the first rays of light from the rising sun, it shimmers as a castle, a reflecting fortress, defying destruction, inviting investigation, silently calling souls, seeking answers, where no others dare look.  When the tides are high, waves weave protection at her base.  When the tides are low, there comes revelation of a staircase, carved by incoming waters over millennium.  For those who seek the mountain at the water’s edge, and are willing to wait for tides to change, there is revelation, and their journey up the mountain begins.  For those who seek not, the mountain is evasive, illusive, veiled in a mist, hiding its glory, concealing its story. 

 And The Holy Spirit says:

           Seek the answer to your spirit’s yearning.  You are the only being holding the memory of the instant you were blessed by The Breath of God.  Follow the memory and you shall find the path, leading you through the mist, into the glory of the continuing story of creation.  Seek without hesitation.  Seek.