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I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR EACH OF YOU WHO READ MY BLOG – YOU ARE MY INSPIRATION.
BLESSINGS TO ALL,
I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR EACH OF YOU WHO READ MY BLOG – YOU ARE MY INSPIRATION.
BLESSINGS TO ALL,
Do you always tell the truth? How do you feel about little white lies? Are you the same person on the outside that you are on the inside?
Our Society Focuses on the External Self
Living in a world that focuses on the external rewards of achievement tends to influence us to think that how we appear is the most important aspect of self. Our image sells products and sells who we are. When I started learning about marketing for my memoir Awakening to the Dance: A Journey to Wholeness, I was startled to discover my name was my brand. With that concept, it seemed to me that the business aspect of writing separated me from the artistic aspect of me that came from deep within my core.
Writing inspirational material and poetry comes from a very spiritual aspect of my being. To quantify it and box it up into a presentation that would sell seems very unauthentic; yet, every writer wants to connect with the readers who will buy, appreciate, and perhaps benefit from her work. The question then became: How do I sell myself and my book with integrity?
This is not just a question for writers. Many people are daily faced with this question in business and in relationships. How can I be who I truly am and be appreciated and loved? At the core of the question is the issue of honesty.
We Are Often Dishonest To Protect Ourselves
Growing up in a family where my mother and father often argued, I became the child who wanted to keep the peace, but I was also taught that it was a very bad thing to be dishonest. Despite that, there were times when I pretended to agree with my parents or presented a situation as being slightly different from the reality just to keep them from getting upset. I didn’t feel good about it, but it was part of the survival pattern I developed.
One day when I was a young adult, I thought about my impending marriage and decided I would stop telling “little white lies” to keep the peace. It wasn’t right and I wanted an honest relationship with my husband. I knew I could be a better person than I had been and vowed to make this change. Putting a priority on communicating honestly greatly improved my self-esteem.
Being Honest May Be Challenging
But being honest isn’t always as easy as it sounds because the other person, a spouse, boss or colleague may not like our truth. There are times when being honest can create huge problems for us. It may jeopardize a career or relationship. It may displease people we need to support us in various ways, so we weigh the benefit against the loss.
As Einstein suggests, if we are careless in small matters about being honest, we are most likely to be careless with important issues, and when we have stepped over that line, it may be very difficult to return. We’ve seen this often in politics. Richard Nixon is one of the outstanding examples. Once you know someone has lied to you, it is difficult to trust them after this.
Honesty Is Basic to Our Spirituality and Wisdom
At the spiritual level, the damage we do to our souls is great when we lie or deceive others. Thomas Jefferson once said, “Honesty is the first chapter in the book of wisdom.” When we live honestly, there is a joy and energy that permeates our lives because we have no fear that our secrets will be revealed, for there are no secrets. We have nothing to hide. When we make a mistake, we acknowledge and take responsibility for it. We act with integrity so that our words and actions match.
When we model a life built on honesty, we inspire others who may be drowning in the lies and secrets of which they are ashamed. With these burdens weighing people down, how can they like themselves? The fear that these secrets will be discovered will always be the shadow that hides who they really are and separates them from the sense of being one with All.
Honesty Frees Us to Love Ourselves
When we accept our deep, spiritual self and feel connected with Spirit, we know that we are worthy of love and learn to love ourselves. When we love ourselves, we know we are worth more than living a life underground, and we have the courage to reveal our true selves, and clean up the messes in our lives. As we discard our camouflage, we find a freedom and joy that is authentic. We gradually learn to simply be who we are, and with the confidence that gives us, we no longer need lie or mislead.
What we put out comes back to us. When we are honest and have integrity, we will draw to us people and circumstances who will relish our honesty. Whatever falls away was an obstruction to our growth, no matter how painful that loss may be. It is all a part of the path we follow to wisdom.
©2013 Georganne Spruce ZQT4PQ5ZN7F5
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Do you enjoy the silence or does it make you uncomfortable? Do you avoid silence or embrace it? What have you learned from the silence in your life?
What Is Silence?
We often think of silence as the absence of something: the absence of noise or conversation or the space between actions, but Rumi suggests it is much more than that. When I think of the silence in my childhood, I remember the many days when I lay in bed ill. I did listen to the radio sometimes, but often I read or drew paper doll dresses, or watched the birds or our pregnant cat trying to balance on the thin branches of the chinaberry tree. For me, silence was creative or thoughtful time. I had a lot of time to think about life at a young age.
At that time in my life, I rarely felt lonely in the silence because my mother or grandmother was always in the next room. It was only later as an adult after a divorce or losing a friend that the silence became a lonely place. Of course, as an introvert, I always needed some silence for rejuvenation, but for years, I experienced had mixed feelings about silence.
Silence Can Stimulate Creativity
At times, when silence appeared, I welcomed it, especially when I was a high school teacher. It was such a relief, for a little while, to be away from the noise of a classroom full of spirited teenagers, and have the space and time to do my own thinking. Silence was creative time too, and out of that silence arose poems, essays, and dances. When I needed to think or plan, I welcomed the silence and lack of distractions so I could focus on the task at hand.
Silence May Create Discomfort
However, when I had nothing to do, I often felt uncomfortable with the silence, like something was missing. I was uncomfortable doing nothing. Only when I was near Nature did the silence feel comfortable. But living in a city for years surrounded by noise, rarely walking through the forest as I did as a child, I lost touch with what I had valued so much in childhood.
It wasn’t until I started to meditate that I began to love the silence again. At first my monkey mind seemed impossible to still, but with time, the practice worked and led me to other spiritual practices that improved my life, like learning to release my fear and envisioning what I wanted to manifest. They all had one thing in common – I had to sit in the silence and find the silence within in order for a change to occur.
Silence Is A Way To Go Deeper and Love Oneself
In the silence, I found a deep peace simply by being there. I let go of my need to always be doing. I began to experience just being, and let go of any judgments my ego tried to create to distract me. In the silence, I became more connected to Spirit and the spiritual guidance we can all hear only when we are willing to be an open channel.
In the silence, where I did not need to prove anything or do anything, I learned to love myself, for I could feel Spirit’s love for me and knew I was lovable. Feeling this peaceful love allowed me to let go of all the ways I felt I was inadequate and understand I needed to learn to love others more and release my judgments of them.
In Silence We Become One With All
Now, I am able to experience all the richness of silence without any discomfort. Sitting in the silence gives me the same pleasure as soaking in a warm bath. When my life becomes too busy, I long for the silence, especially the silence of not thinking. In the silence, the interruption of bird songs, breezes, sweet thoughts, physical relaxation, and the release of whatever I do not need at that moment all heal the rough edges of my soul, and they remind me that what is out there in the world pressuring me is not what is important.
What is important is that I remember I am One with All, and from this place of peace, in the silence, what I need to know will come to me, and what I need to know to heal, will be revealed when it is time to heal. As Ram Dass says, “The quieter you become, the more you hear.”
What is your experience with silence? Please comment.
© 2013 Georganne Spruce ZQT4PQ5ZN7F5
(Please look in the side bar for the image awards. They disappeared today from this space due to technical problems beyond my comprehension)
Over the last year, I received three blogger awards which I haven’t posted or followed through with. I apologize for taking so long to reach this point, but I had to make finishing my book and publishing it the priority in my life. I just didn’t have time to answer the questions and find so many other bloggers to link with. So, in order to avoid delaying any further, today I will respond to all three.
I was excited to receive these awards and each time this recognition really gave me a lift. I still don’t have a huge number of followers, but the ones I have are so inspiring, and I love their comments. Some are close friends here in the mountains; others are hundreds of miles or continents away, but we are connected in a spiritual way and learn from each other.
First, I want to thank Dimitie Kendall who is a coach and writer with many positive thoughts. She nominated me for both the Liebster and Sunshine Awards. Secondly,Yoga Leigh at Notes from the Bluegrass, who nominated me for the Versatile Blogger Award, is a constant inspiration because she is so good at going deeply into major themes. Thank you both for thinking of me.
The Sunshine Award is given to blogs that positively and creatively inspire others. As a winner one has to:
Favorite Color – Green
Favorite Animal – Cats of all kinds
Favorite Number – 6
Favorite Drink – Mango juice
I’m on Facebook, but not Twitter yet
My Passion – anything that is creative
Getting or Giving Presents – I like both
Favorite Day – Saturday
Flowers – Daisies (I like their smiling faces)
In addition I am passing on the award to the following 10 bloggers. Here are their links so you can visit and enjoy. In addition to spirituality, I’m also interested in mythology, psychology and health. You’ll see them all reflected in my choices.
1. Jeremiah, http://knowthesphere.wordpress.com/
2. Debbie, http://dailymuse.spiritlightinsight.com/
3. It’s A Jung World http://sycofx.wordpress.com/
4. Hand in Hand With Spirit http://handinhandwithspirit.com/
5. Yvonne Serocki, http://newheavenonearth.wordpress.com/
6. Alpha Miguel-Sanford, Aspire, Motivate, Succeed http://amsdaily.net/
7. Artist of the Everyday http://artistoftheeveryday.wordpress.com/
8. Michael Clark, Earthpages http://epages.wordpress.com/
9. Nadine Marie, Aligning with Truth, http://mytruthsetsmefree.wordpress.com/
10. SSHenry, Redefining Reality: A Metaphysical Odyssey http://sshenry.com/
Now, on to the Liebster Award which is give to bloggers who have less than 200 followers. I have no idea how to determine this, so I’m just choosing to award 5 more sites that I like.
1. I am to thank the person who gave me the award and link back to her blog
2. Copy and paste the award icon onto my post (at beginning of post
3. Pass the award on to 5 fellow bloggers and notify them
I will forward this award to:
1. Enlightened Living http://iiriaa.wordpress.com/
2. Juanita, The Oneness Channeling, http://theonenesschannelings.wordpress.com/
3. Sara Morgan, http://workonmyterms.com/
4. Working Purposely, http://workingpurposely.wordpress.com/
5. Coaching Mary, http://coachingmary.wordpress.com/
And now to the third award, The Versatile Blogger, given to me by Leigh at Notes from the Bluegrass. Thank you so much. I have already linked to her site at the beginning of the blog.
The requirements for this award are similar to the others: thank the person who nominated me and link to them and tell the person who nominated me 7 things about myself:
I love to read Michael Connelly mysteries, my favorite fiction writer is Barbara Kingsolver, I rarely listen to music except for birdsongs, my favorite nuts are almonds, I like the daily readings in Science of Mind Magazine, my favorite vegetable is broccoli, I always wear earrings.
I must nominate 15 bloggers and link to them. I’m sorry I can’t come up with 15 new ones so some will be repeats from other awards, but there are many good blogs. Nominees:
I know this is a lot to absorb at once, but please try to take a look at some of the sites and save the page to look at more later. I’ve learned so much from all these writers and I hope you will find them helpful too. Again, many thanks to Leigh and Dimitie for this recognition. Next week I’ll be back to my usual musings. Namaste.
© 2012 Georganne Spruce ZQT4PQ5ZN7F5
Who have been the major guides in your life? What have you learned from them?
Throughout the last year and a half, as I edited and prepared Awakening to the Dance: A Journey to Wholeness, I became more aware of the many transformations that took place in my life because of the influence of other people. Some were pleasant experiences; some were not; some were lovely and disappointing.
I’m not sure I believe the old saying, “Time heals all wounds,” but I do believe time gives us the ability to see those old experiences in a more enlightened way. As we grow and learn, we hopefully come to a deeper understanding of our lives and the lessons we’ve learned from our life challenges. At this point in my life, I have a whole basket of thank yous to hand out that I would never have viewed as good things at the time they happened.
Being Thankful For the Chaos
The summer after my divorce many years ago, I studied dance with Erick Hawkins. His gentle classes were just what I needed, and I learned more than one life lesson from him. I wrote about the first awareness, concerning an injury, in the post “Body and Soul As One.” The second awareness occurred as a result of a comment.
“That summer, Erick Hawkins was my spiritual teacher. One day, he said that in Zen one said, ‘Thank you’ when things were at their worst. The idea was profound—that we should be thankful for all experiences because we could learn from them and become more aware. Although I learned to have more respect for myself after the injury, I wasn’t yet able to see what positive things I had learned from my divorce. So I thanked Erick Hawkins for opening my heart and showing me how to have compassion and respect for myself as well as for others. I could even say, ‘Thank you for the chaos of my life,’ having faith that someday I would know what good sprang from it.”
Forgiving Ourselves and Others
Now, many years later, I can see how badly matched my ex-husband and I were, and how we were so unprepared, at that stage in our lives, to give each other what we needed in a relationship. I no longer blame him or me for the hurtful choices we made, but I did learn how a good relationship requires the kind of communication we didn’t have.
Feeling Gratitude For What Is Good
It was many years before I really embraced Hawkins advice, but now part of my daily gratitude practice is being thankful for the difficulties that arise in my life. I say, “Thank you for this difficulty and the valuable lesson I will learn from this.” I have learned that nothing is meaningless and trust that the opportunity to learn lessons is everywhere.
The next relationship I was in, I chose a man who was an artist and whose spiritual life was entwined with art like mine. I wrote about this relationship in the book as well.
“In the quiet of an early Sunday morning, I reread the letter from Neal that had arrived the day before. Embracing me with his words, he said I was very dear to him and that he found pleasure in my mind, smile, laughter, and movement. How lucky I was to have found a fairly liberated man, but a part of me was afraid to surrender and love him completely because losing him would then be unbearable. The spiritual bond that our art created between us was deep, for sometimes he thought he was me—that was the only way he knew to describe it, as if we had developed from the same root. We hurt in similar ways, we grieved in similar ways, and we celebrated in similar ways. When we danced or made love, a sheer, pure pleasure flowed through us. We could appreciate silence, share it, and not feel ill at ease. Even with hundreds of miles between us, I felt his touch.”
The relationship lasted for eight years. At times we were just friends; at other times, we were lovers considering marriage. There was joy, laughter, and tears, but despite our powerful connection, we parted. Although we loved each other, he didn’t really want what I would call a relationship, and I could not live the way he wanted us to live. Despite that, the list of positive things I learned from that relationship is endless, not the least of which was that I could be loved for who I truly was.
Letting Go And Finding A Better Life
These are only two examples of the many guides who have passed through my life and taught me who I am and how to live with more joy and meaning. When I began to write my memoir I was searching to understand why I was experiencing so many negative things. Now I can look back and say, “It was time for me to move on and I wasn’t moving,” so the Universe made it impossible for me to stay where I was, and I am so grateful. Without that push I might not have come to North Carolina, I might not be writing, I might not have the life I love.
What is one of the important lessons you’ve learned from a guide in your life?
I hope you will want to read more of my story and how I used my spirituality to grow and change. Awakening to the Dance: a Journey of Wholeness is now available as a paperback at Create Space and as an ebook on Amazon and Barnes and Noble. The paperback is also available on Amazon in this country and some European countries.
I will continue to the Wildness Series as I have time to interview some wonderfully wild people I know.
©2012 Georganne Spruce ZQT4PQ5ZN7F5
What is your relationship to nature? Are you a hiker, fisherman, gardener? What part of you comes alive when you are in touch with nature?
The Soul Is Wild
“The soul is like a wild animal – tough, resilient, savvy, self-sufficient, and yet exceedingly shy. If we want to see a wild animal, the last thing we should do is to go crashing through the woods, shouting for the creature to come out. But if we are willing to walk quietly into the woods and sit silently for an hour or two at the base of a tree, the creature we are waiting for may well emerge, and out of the corner of an eye we will catch a glimpse of the precious wildness we seek.” Parker Palmer
What is it about wildness that touches so many of us deeply? For my friend Jerry, it is nature’s inability to be domesticated. Even at four years of age, he was allowed to go into the forest where he created fantasy games, often related to the stories he was reading. The woods were his playground. As a young man, he ran a program similar to Outward Bound. He was a woodsman first and later became a psychologist.
Wildness Is Central To Spirituality
Jerry often quotes William Blake or Thoreau, both writers who embody wildness. When I asked him how wildness relates to his spirituality, he said, “It is central to it. I’m part of the natural—part and parcel of the fauna—I’m not outside looking in. I can’t think of spirituality without wildness. I’m not sure I could be wild if I lived in the city all the time because that environment is so domesticated.”
The Space With No Name
During my twenties, I was enthralled with the Romanic writers, the transcendentalists like Emerson and Thoreau, who saw a deep, but wild connection between nature and spirituality. So, when I was first invited to visit Jerry’s “Space With No Name,” I was truly awed by its natural beauty and felt as if I had stepped into another world.
After Jerry and his wife Jane moved to their cabin in the woods, he needed a space to put his parents who had passed away and been buried on someone else’s land. After one plan fell through, he found a beautiful rhododendron area. As he wandered through it, he thought, “This is not a graveyard, the old burial ground; this is a wilderness space that will sanctify my parents.”
Gathering wood off the ground, he created a little container and using the contours of the hill as paths, he created this special space. He put creatures on the fence posts and before long, he says, “The space over ran itself.” Every day he walked the paths, very attentive to what was there, then the next day in the very space that had been empty, a creature would appear—branches with knarled ends or pine knots, stumps with interesting configurations, or rocks with faces. Things began to show up on their own, and he swears they also moved around, sometimes falling off perches or appearing mysteriously in new places. He insists, “I swear, it became alive.”
I have no doubt this is a sacred space. The last time I was there, I glanced toward a small metal sculpture of a dancing earth mother and was stunned by what I saw next to it. In the same area was a knarled wooden creature that looked like a samurai warrior that had once appeared in a vision I had while meditating. For a moment, all time and space was one, and my unconscious become conscious—which is what this space does to one.
In “The Space With No Name” there are around a thousand creatures, natural and ones created from several natural forms. I asked Jerry, “Aren’t these composite creatures art?”
“I don’t want to claim it as art,” he said. “It’s fine with me if people say, ‘You’re not a caretaker, you’re an artist. It may be one and the same thing. I was never a painter, poet, or composer. I didn’t and don’t do Art, yet living so close to Art, I recognize and appreciate her presence, practice, and performance, and her Wildness, and She has surprised me with a gift of animistic sensibility in the “Space With No Name,” where I am in close communion with the living, breathing woods and hundreds of wild creatures, including rocks, roots, stumps, pine knots. There are hawks, bugs and birds; trees, red fox, wild turkey, bob cat, bear, raccoons and possum; stealthy presence of coyotes. Neither owner nor creator of this space, I am lucky to be its caretaker.
Being One With All That Is
His animism permeates Jerry’s whole life. “This rock, in my space, that I sit on has an eternity I don’t have. I wouldn’t take all this as seriously as I do if I weren’t animistic. I’d say, ‘That’s just a tree stump.’ But it’s so much more. One day, Jane was working on a sculpture, a mask. I was walking around and saw something sticking out of a tree stump. I was curious so I pulled it out—it looked like a mask.” He pointed to the mask-like image sitting on the tree stump in front of us. When we are in touch with our core of wildness and Oneness, these things often happen.
As I listened to Jerry, I realized his relationship to nature exemplifies Oneness. We are all a part of Oneness—one with each other, nature, and the Universe, but we are not all conscious of it. It is only when we become aware of it, that it enriches our lives. The wildness of Oneness is at the core of what Jerry experiences each day when he enters the “Space With No Name.” He is truly blessed by that experience, and I am truly blessed to know him and his wife Jane who shares his sensibilities.
What part of yourself do you find in nature?
©2012 Georganne Spruce ZQT4PQ5ZN7F5
Is there some project you keep planning to do that will ignite your passion? Are you willing to share what you’ve learned in life with others? What has inspired you lately or who have you inspired? How are you part of the One?
As many of you know from reading this blog, I’ve been working on a spiritual memoir for ten years. Finally, I have completed it and it is available as an eBook on Amazon and Barnes and Noble. A paperback will be available in a few weeks.
What a journey this has been! I spent years going through the journals I’d kept since the 1960s. I cried, laughed, relived events, pondered how I had changed through the years, and healed in many ways. In addition to the personal healing that occurred, I started learning to write. I took classes, joined writer’s critique groups, and asked endless questions of every writer I met.
The Real Story
What is the content of the book? Basically, it’s about what it was like to be a woman trying to find an authentic identity in a time when women were narrowly defined by society’s stereotypes. It’s about the years when I was a dancer and taught dance. It’s about relationships and how the men I knew also struggled with society’s male stereotypes. It’s about trying to balance creativity and practicality. It’s about the challenges of working in school systems that were inadequate and the contrast between them and private schools. It’s about the spiritual journey at the core of all of this and all the spiritual practices that helped me become the person I wanted to be.
I never thought I would write a memoir. After all, I’m not a celebrity. I haven’t been addicted to drugs or alcohol or been a victim of abuse—the subject of so many memoirs. But at a very critical moment in my life, a woman suggested to me that there was value in sharing my journey—that other’s might benefit from it. At that moment, I needed to believe something positive would come from my suffering.
I’ve also experienced great joy in life, and I wanted to share that too. For me, there is nothing quite as transcendent as dance or love. I experienced healing and growth through my career and personal life. I accomplished my greatest dream. I found my way to a wonderful life in the mountains of western North Carolina. If sharing my journey with you will guide, entertain or enlighten you, then I know the years of work were worth it. I guess I won’t ever really give up being a teacher. Now, rather than being in a classroom, I teach through sharing my thoughts.
We Are All One
We’re all One, but each journey is unique. I’ve learned so much from every person who has ever been in my life, and I’m eternally grateful for the lessons I’ve learned. It is my greatest hope that this book will be inspiring or helpful to my readers in some way. May you be blessed.
Next week, I will return to the theme of “Awakening to the World,” including some experiences from my trip to West Africa.
© 2012 Georganne Spruce
May Peace, Love, and Joy be yours! My next post will be on January 4, 2012. Have a Happy New Year!
“How do geese know when to fly to the sun? Who tells them the seasons? How do we humans know when it is time to move on? With the migrant birds, so surely with us, there is a voice within if only we would listen to it, that tells us certainly when to go forth into the unknown.” Elisabeth Kubler Ross
Letting Go and Moving On
The first red and yellow leaves of autumn fall in my yard, and it begins: the dropping away of what is not needed, the extraneous, the extra weight of burdens, the sadness we kept hidden while the light of the summer sun lured us into denial. Tears surface for no apparent reason, feeling like toxic waste that our cells and minds have finally released. Autumn reminds us that in our own lives, it is the season to let go and move on.
The towering oaks shed their acorns, and the squirrels, filled with delight, fly from tree to tree like circus acrobats on speed and gorge on the nuts, becoming plump. Some things will die, while others come alive, gathering the rich harvests before the first freeze like the bears preparing for their winter hibernation. The Spirit in all of nature whispers guidance for this transition, where to find the best blueberries or the best migratory path to warmer lands.
Choosing Wise Paths
That voice whispers to us as well. Walking in the forest after several days of rain, I turn my face to the patches of sunshine filtering through the trees, drinking it in as if it were water in a desert. My friend and I start to take a different hiking path and have no idea where it will take us. We have to be home at a certain time, but when the trail starts to curve away from the stream we know will lead us back to our car, a quiet voice inside whispers. We reluctantly turn back, agreeing we will explore this path another time.
During autumn, here in the Appalachians, the variety of color and the length of time it lasts, gently and sensually eases us into the introversion of winter. It gives us time to think about where we need to go in our migration through life. It gives us time to explore what changes we need to make and what habits, thoughts, or attachments we need to release. We are gently reminded there are some things we cannot control. Change is inevitable. Parts of our lives will fall away. But deep inside there is a voice that will tell us when to let go.
Spiritual Gifts of Accepting Change
Now in the autumn of my days, I have learned to quiet my mind and listen to that voice. I love the richness of this time. Like autumn shedding her leaves, I must shed some attitudes. If I expect my body to perform as it did twenty years ago, I will incur injury; yet, by scaling back the intensity of the activity, I can do almost everything I used to enjoy. I can be the squirrel running up and around the tree if not the squirrel flying from branch to branch.
Just like the beauty of autumn leaves, being willing to transform and move into a new mind-set, relationship or job, even if they are not what we envisioned, can bring beauty and wisdom to our lives. Without the change of seasons we live a boring existence. We would become so attached to our limited ideas of what a life can be that we would never move on and venture into the unknown where treasures we cannot even imagine lay buried, waiting for us to unearth them and become transformed.
As the cool breezes blow and the brilliant autumn sun shines through the branches of the trees it is time for us to reevaluate our lives. Where do we need to be in our own hearts and minds when winter arrives? What path do we need to take on our journey to reach an abundant and warmer land?
As a reader, what topics would you like for me to write about? What issues concern you? I appreciate so much the comments you all share, so let me know how I can be more helpful to you. You may leave your suggestions in the comment box.
© 2011 Georganne Spruce