Category: Touched By God

Musings on death and dying

The Birth

The Birth (of me) I lay curled in the roots of the elder tree Waiting to be Reborn I am a babe in the womb Incubating, waiting, getting ready To slide into the light...

Remembering Dad

A week ago while I was hiking up in the hills behind our house in Wainui,  I wrote the following by dictating into my iphone.   It was supposed to be posted that evening but...

Remembering

Today’s marks the second anniversary of my 81 year old dad’s passing and six years since my 96 year old grandma passed.     I miss them both.   As I get older and hopefully a tad...