Spiritual traveler’s notes 14: ‘tongue’ (reposted 2021-07-09)

this is another random episode I took from my classic spiritual adventure series, a fun story that has not yet ended. it was a story based on visions, dreams, and spiritual encounters/inspirations that I received.

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I decided to repost a further episode from this 2014 series of my story and took this one out at random. Enjoy.

Traveler Ying and 25 teens and children discovered that they were walking downward into the depth of the earth. The gentle slope soon became steep and slippery with the sound of dripping water. They could feel the dampness. Some children slipped and fell and scratched themselves. Some fell into mud puddles. The older children had to carry the little ones and their pace became slow. There were twelve boys and thirteen girls. Each regiment had a balanced mix of older and younger children so each was able to take care of its own.

The underground tunnel seemed to lead to a river as they could hear the sound of flowing water, which became louder and louder as they approached it. At last they stood next to a dark…

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Spiritual traveler’s notes 15: ‘individual’ (re-posted on 2021-07-09)

this is a story that came out of a spiritual encounter. It was fun writing the whole series which is yet to end. I took the whole lot away from the public shelf as I need to publish them as a book. Today I am prompted to post an episode so I took this one at random. I hope you will enjoy.

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I decided to repost a random episode from my 2014 story, as a treat to my readers.

Traveler Ying’s notes: I have been recording my own perspectives, on how an individual asks for divine direction in end days. However, I am reminded today that each individual must ask for himself or herself. Henceforth, the notes will speak for each individual as the Spirit leads.

Yu (the boy who spoke the language of the water creatures) wrote his account here: water creature

I knew I could speak the water creatures’ tongue when I was about seven. Some bad people came and took my parents and they never returned. My aunt took care of me until she died when I was fourteen. She washed clothes for rich people and we went to the river everyday. My closest friend was a fish. One day I talked to it and it talked back. My aunt asked me…

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CB&W CHALLENGE POST: sitting next to a lover of books

Sierra Scenic Train & tracks -taken when I traveled in 2016 January using Amtrak. The scenery was spectacular. The company too. I sat with a very nice lady (in her sixties) who loved reading books and was on-route to take care of her mom (in her nineties) who had a fall. Quoted from online source: … Continue reading CB&W CHALLENGE POST: sitting next to a lover of books

ocean in the sky: a haiku (and a prose)

Ocean shifted house billowing waves right above spectacular move ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~In the geographical terrain where the traveler now stations on this globe he sees a different sky. Another shade of blue color. Another formation of clouds. Another regiment of trees. Same globe but different. The waves of the ocean sky are different. The foams are different. Often it makes him … Continue reading ocean in the sky: a haiku (and a prose)

You are not alone: a haiku bird song

Seeing with your heart I am next to you in tune You are not alone ~~~~~~~~~~~~ At first the traveler thought there was just one lone bird perched on a pole. When looking closely at the picture, another tiny bird emerged on a lower pole. Voilà! Not a lone bird after all. (This much reduced-size … Continue reading You are not alone: a haiku bird song

Don’t wait for winter: a haiku

Nature cries out loud Sea sky land and rock paint now Don't wait for winter ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~This November's sea and sky stay clear and seemingly calm. But he knows they will not be able to hold longer for the bleak changes that shall come perhaps even overnight when he turns away to another shore. Being a … Continue reading Don’t wait for winter: a haiku

(revised 2-25-16) a door opens: a haiku

  a door opens wide while he is just walking by pink and gold and light ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yet he gave a command to the skies above     and opened the doors of the heavens; 24 he rained down manna for the people to eat,     he gave them the grain of heaven. 25 Human beings ate the bread of … Continue reading (revised 2-25-16) a door opens: a haiku

WHEN THE SKY WEEPS

Sometimes we take the sky for granted. We do not look up unless it looks like it’s going to rain. When it rains we pay more attention to the wetness of the water-soaked ground or the forgotten laundry in the backyard. We do not look at the sky or the rain. We look at things … Continue reading WHEN THE SKY WEEPS

traveler’s thoughts: does being real matter?

For a long time, the traveler travels. He (or she) sees life, tastes life, lives life. Sometimes he mirrors life. Sometimes he evades life. Often he sits around at an invisible corner and watches life. He likes a story named, Velveteen Rabbit. Here are quotes that impact his young life. “Real isn't how you are made,' said … Continue reading traveler’s thoughts: does being real matter?