Ramblings from the Edge of The Child

These stories are dedicated to the child in us all, who still believes in butterflies and rainbows. And more importantly, to the memory of A. A. Milne, who gave life to my "best" friends. Be kind to your Spirit. Give it wings to take flight. And know the blessings of wholeness.

I Believe I do believe in the Hundred Acker Wood and the Tao of Pooh and the Te of Piglet. I believe in double rainbows and butterflies that land on my finger. I believe in Shasta Daisies, and big fluffy white clouds. I believe in the simple joys of my complicated life. I believe in family dinners on Sunday and recess and graham crackers. I believe in the power of my own might. I believe that for every wrong done, right will win out. Perhaps not in my lifetime, but I believe in the Karmic way. I believe that for every person I meet in my life, I will learn something wonderful from them, even if it is how to cry or how to smile. I believe. The day I stop believing, is the day I will cease to exist.

The Homecoming

Roo's Discovery

The Goal

Piglet's Nightmare

The Wounded Child an excerpt

WARNING: This is about child abuse and it's aftermath and may elicit a distrubing emotional reaction.

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