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Advent has arrived

Advent has arrived like a soft-footed guest
slipping through the dusk with a lantern in hand
and the whole world seems to hold its breath
Candles wake with gentle fire
their small bright voices rising in the quiet
as if they wish to sing before the choir begins
The air tastes of spice and promise
of pine trees dreaming in the stillness
of stories that knock at the door of the heart
Each morning a little more light is poured
like warm gold upon the windows of our hope
and even the most tired soul lifts its head
Advent is here
a tender reminder that wonder still dares to return
that patience has a song
that love is already on the way
So let us gather our waiting
tie it with laughter
and place it beside the candle glow
For something beautiful is stirring
and if we listen carefully
we may hear the first quiet notes
of joy beginning again
JH

 
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Posted by on December 5, 2025 in poetry

 

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The Natanus Family

Samara, Sellis Aunt, a great mage with a powerful spell book, has been known to bring back the dead, if really necessary.

Aunt Samaras’s brother, a seeker and elf, and Sellis trainer.

Very powerful but kind.

Sellis Mami… Kind, not a seeker, but a wiz at making ducknut porridge and other tasty morsels for an empty stomach.

Her herb garden is an amazing place to visit, with flower beds entwined as far as the eye could see.

 
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Posted by on January 25, 2023 in Uncategorized

 

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Time…Oh Time…

SON: “Daddy, may I ask you a question?”
DAD: “Yeah sure, what is it?”
SON: “Daddy, how much do you make an hour?”
DAD: “That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?”
SON: “I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?”
DAD: “If you must know, I make $100 an hour.”
SON: “Oh! (With his head down).
SON: “Daddy, may I please borrow $50?”
The father was furious.
DAD: “If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior.”

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy’s questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?
After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think:
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $ 50 and he really didn’t ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy’s room and opened the door.

DAD: “Are you asleep, son?”

SON: “No daddy, I’m awake”.
DAD: “I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier. It’s been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here’s the $50 you asked for.”

The little boy sat straight up, smiling.
SON: “Oh, thank you daddy!”
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.

DAD: “Why do you want more money if you already have some?”

SON: “Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do.

“Daddy, I have $100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.”
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness. It’s just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $100 worth of your time with someone you love? If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family and friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family

 
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Posted by on March 9, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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