Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – January 10, 2004

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – January 10, 2004

Glass

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – January 10, 2004 – Some days it’s harder than others to be aware of something that is positive and fulfilling in my life, and to make a conscious choice to see the good, rather than fall into the familiar routine of negative thinking.

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – January 9, 2004

 Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – January 9, 2004

Sunshine

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – January 9, 2004 – My bedroom walls are painted a soft, creamy white and beautiful stained glass with a lovely tulip design cover the windows. A splendid, antique walnut bed sits by the window and a fireplace and the door to the ensuite bathroom are at the other end of the room. When I wake up in the morning I have an idea of the kind of day it is outside by the amount of natural light in my bedroom. On a bright day, I’m reminded that sunshine is a blessing we often take for granted.

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – January 8, 2004

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – January 8, 2004

Chasing My Black Dragon.

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – January 8, 2004 –Winston Churchill referred to ‘depression’ as his black dog. I have a rather more sinister take on it and during the time I was clinically depressed, the year I was 26, I thought of the experience as my black dragon. There is a period of time during a serious depression when the condition becomes ‘familiar’ and to some degree ‘safe’ .

EllaPhant Angel

EllaPhant Angel

EllaPhant Angel – Ella is a smart, delightful young girl from Canada who adores elephants and made a decision to help them. She is a staunch supporter of The David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust and absolutely loves “elephant related” gifts for birthdays and Christmas.

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – January 7, 2004

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – January 7, 2004

Departed Souls

Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – January 7, 2004 – I’m not thinking today about the souls of dearly departed family members, friends or business and social contacts. I’m thinking instead about the souls of other living creatures. I know there are some schools of religious and spiritual thought that say that birds, animals, mammals, insects and plant life are ‘lower’ on the scale of evolution than we humans, and therefore lack a soul.