Personal Writings

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Dreamscapes

I’ve always been fascinated by some of the dreams I awake from, going on back to high school days, and one dream I had in first grade that I still recall, in part. Most of my dreamlife (when I remember) is filled with intricate plots, imagery, twists and turns, people, places, patterns, symbolic metaphor scenes (at times). In my dreams over the years I have flown by flapping my arms, swam with ease in deep water (I cannot swim), and...

Your Footprints Were Unseen

I was listening aloud to the Psalms last night and today in Audible–literally going through the entirety of them twice. I fell asleep with them playing last night, and left them on most of the night. I had some fitful sleep, and oddly kept awaking to specific Psalms that have been repeatedly significant to me. I do believe I was soundly asleep in between, and either I was awakening after every sleep cycle (humans general have 5-6 sleep cycles per...

She Made Her Own Shroud

Mary Dalton (Williams) would be my maternal great great great grandmother. I’ve been reading through various family history in connection with some of my writings here. I was contemplating that one of the things my great grandmother (Margaret Jane Kennedy Carter) most recalled when she gave contributions to this extensive collection of genealogy and stories, was that her grandmother made her own shroud. Out of curiosity I did a quick search on making your own shroud to see if it...