We're holding you Stephen, as well as Damon and his family, and your medical caregivers. John puts your name in the Lopez Island Friends Meeting circle every Sunday, and if he isn't there, I do it. So, your name is in a virtual circle of light on Lopez, too, as well as in many hearts.
Hi Stephen, At Chico Friends Meeting we’ve been reading & sharing on John Woolman’s Plea for the Poor. Such Divinely inspired searching for Truth and the Way has us talking about what are the gems we can apply to our own lives. Fun & meaningful “work” as we ‘stay at home’.
Many Thanks for writing about these changes & challenges in your days. Holding you In The Light as you take each step with encouragement and support from your many, many family & friends.
With appreciation for your inspiration. 🎆🎆🎆
Sending the love and enjoying your humor and sarcasm. You are never far from our hearts or thoughts. You will get through this one day at a time which is what we are all doing. You are being well taken care of surrounded by new friends. And you maybe don’t have the covid worry that the world has. The Light shines brightly in your direction!
This isn't good news, but it has accelerated the treatment which is a good thing. I am glad to join the others in loving support as you struggle for health. In all of our hearts you hold a special place.
Just a REMINDER, dear Stephen, 'cause I know you already know this, that no need to be "sorry, mates". We are all conduits of Divine love for you, and as such, WE receive Divine love as part of the process. It's a win/win for all of us. Grateful to get to participate in this group love-fest. Keep on keeping on, and letting us know what you are experiencing and how you are feeling about that. In this case, more is.......MORE!!! Divine love in all our particular flavors. xo, m.
I just walked the dog up to Buena Vista Park. Saw 2 of the parrots of Telegraph Hill up there. Electric green with to ayo-red heads. Squawking loudly. Good way to start the day. Love to you. Glad to know these little messages help!
Stephen--a little piece of play that I posted on facebook this morning. It was observed by a masked man floating by twenty or thirty feet away, flapping his arms in slow-motion:
TWO TINY TWIN GIRLS HAD ON PINK BUTTERFLY WINGS, and were playing at fluttering in the park. They were still in diapers, could barely talk, but they could toddle and float. Their mom had made the wings, and was following her butterflies around. She said what do butterflies do, what did we talk about? One of them said But there’s no flowers! Mom said Not yet, but there’s dandelions. The talkative one said They’re not real flowers. Mom said How can you tell? The tiny pink butterfly said, You don’t pick em and put em in a jar of water!