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My Angel's Whispers ... a Conversation

Hands of Light

In finally learning to move through web design, I can reconnect with friends that I may never meet in person, as well as those that bless my life each and every day.

I would have been so totally lost without the love and support I received from other Moms facing this same desperate journey...Moms that I met in the wee hours of morning when sleep was impossible and loneliness overwhelming, and the internet was there for us with Angels directing our paths.

My hope in creating a place where we can share these feelings is that we will find the journey less frightening and more hopeful.

I've never had a blog. I've read many and appreciated the wisdom that is so willingly shared. I'm not sure how much wisdom I have to offer, but I'm here.

You know the Starfish Story?

"Once upon a time, there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his work.

One day, as he was walking along the shore, he looked down the beach and saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself at the thought of someone who would dance to the day, and so, he walked faster to catch up.

As he got closer, he noticed that the figure was that of a young man, and that what he was doing was not dancing at all. The young man was reaching down to the shore, picking up small objects, and throwing them into the ocean.

He came closer still and called out "Good morning! May I ask what it is that you are doing?"

The young man paused, looked up, and replied "Throwing starfish into the ocean."

"I must ask, then, why are you throwing starfish into the ocean?" asked the somewhat startled wise man.

To this, the young man replied, "The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I don't throw them in, they'll die."

Upon hearing this, the wise man commented, "But, young man, do you not realize that there are miles and miles of beach and there are starfish all along every mile? You can't possibly make a difference!"

At this, the young man bent down, picked up yet another starfish, and threw it into the ocean. As it met the water, he said, "It made a difference for that one."

adapted from The Star Thrower by Loren Eiseley (1907 - 1977)


So here is my wish.

What I write may not be profound or poetic, fraught with wisdom or imagination... but if knowing that you are not alone can make a difference, then Shannon and I will smile together.

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Music by Beth Nielsen Chapman

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