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WONDERS OF WIFE WORDS (WWOW)

A Boomer Husband Interpretation.

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Thunder Mountain On The Right

A Zen retreat sits near the base of Thunder Mountain.

The area of peace and reflection draws people from around the world.

It seems Sedona is a world magnet for healing and renewal.

If you chose a day for peace and harmony, this is the place.

My wife and I found it from a spirit guide visiting from Chicago, another spirit center.

We’re soaking in it, soaking it in. It’s impossible to argue effectively.

Thunder Mountain could turn to Lightning Mountain with the wrong attitude, but that’s just my guess.

I point out that it’s a formidable wall more than a mountain.

“And the reason this is a place of such peace. It keeps us safe.”

Like a barrier against the world outside.

“Exactly. We’re on the inside.”

I’d hate to climb the other side before a battle.

“If they did come over, it wouldn’t be over the top. We’d patrol the flanks to keep watch. They’d hit the sides first.”

Prayer flags flutter between trees as if the peace invasion has begun.

Dear Father,

Thank you for showing us this beauty and bringing us to it.

Thank you for the blessing we receive in your name,

Amen.

It’s that sort of day, as all should be.

We added our rock stacks to the hundreds along the trail. Mine fell over while writing this line.

The Chicago woman we met on Bell Mountain Trail, the one who gave us directions here, turned the corner.

She’d been here seventeen times. Said she goes to the same places over and over and they’re different each time.

With all the peace and harmony flying through the mountains, we found a Zen center and my wife scouts it out like the Alamo.

In a one if by sea, two if by land moment, she made sure the region had proper protection.

You won’t find that in a Zen book, but I felt better knowing any foe would be spotted. No one’s sneaking up on her.

Peace, out.

 

 

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