Fear No Thing

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At the moment I fear no thing
no body
no thoughts
no sights
no sounds

I hear once that everything comes from fear or love
So does that mean I currently live in love?

I hope so

Thanks to guardian angels for helping to disperse the fear
into no thing to be feared

It seems impossible and detached and wrong to have no fear
Am I too sheltered?
Do I try too hard to feel safe?
Or is it a new way of being
that extends out to all that hear my voice?

I’ve noticed I sit in the car with my husband
and I trust him

I didn’t always trust him
But now I do.

And I welcome this love into my life.

What Is Left?

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Last week my sister reminded me
“It’s been two years. I want you all to know I am thinking of you.”

Two years ago I lost the sound of my father’s voice
No more calls
No more messages
No more visits

It surprised me that he left us all with a profound freedom
A freedom that we can and are surviving without him

He left his encouragement and wisdom that anything is possible
It is still possible to have fascinating and deep conversations
Feel alive
Be reminded of him in so many wonderful parts of this world.
And to express frustration with the seemingly unjust
Or what seems very, very wrong.

To listen and say, “I’m sorry I didn’t protect you”
“I’m sorry I cannot fix you.”

To say “I lost” sounds like it was all a competition
But it’s not.
Even though I heard him say last week,
“There you go!”

On Her Back Were Angel Wings

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There was once a girl who stood with a pone at the water’s edge
looking forlorn and gloomy

And on the pony’s back appeared an angel
saying, “I’ve been with you your entire life”
“I was there to protect you when you were small”

The girl look down at the water and saw her reflection
in the water now calm and clear

She saw herself riding a stallion, tall and proud
holding the staff of a warrior
and on her back were angel wings.

– Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers

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Woefully We Wander and Wonder

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I wondered how to wander
as I walked slowly on the gravel path.

Breathing lightly and trusting all is well
I looked up to the sky and marveled
at the blue hue.

And then, as if by invitation
I noticed a tree bending in a beckoning way.

I paused at the tree,
and wondered what message it had for me.

“Be Me”

I heard clearly in my mind.

As I wandered up the steps
made of earth, iron and wood,
I considered the words.

What?
Me be like a tree?

Yes!

Be strong.
Be open.
Trust all is well.
Reach to the sky.
Receive the light
the rain.

Stay grounded.
Stay connected

And delight in the random beings
that listen and care.

Wonder not if you are perfect.

Wander always along your path.

September 17, 2025

Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers (Wendy Hurd)
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Exceed All Expectations

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I recall being taught how to pray with prayer hands
and how an angel perches on my hands
whenever I pray.
That image sticks and carries me through
some dark times
when praying for those in need
is all I can do.
During those times
I trust Benevolent Beings
will assist those in need
and exceed all expectations
in surprising ways.
I pray for the young man
who now is accepting help from family.
May he know is is now and forever loved
by the source within him
that connects us all.
May he awaken in the morning
and notice the colors are more vibrant,
The sounds sweeter,
and the blankets softer.
There are angels among us
Maybe perched on our hands.
For sure they await
and allow the light to shine
through after the rain.

— Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers

A Platter of Words

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In this moment I feel called to serve
a tray of words that others may pick and choose.
Layer them, taste them, wash them down with lemonade.
Please take them for what they are
and expression of that I give you.
Some may be over baked
left in the oven too long.
Some may be sweet or sour or savory.
What I’d like to serve are the words
that help to ease and comfort.
To connect and start something new.
From this platter of words
I hope they serve as an appetizer
to ready your mind for
a feast to enjoy.

— Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers

The Simplicity of It All

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All at once the gratitude falls from the sky
and reminds me of the fear residing in the rumble and sway.
Where do the birds find shelter?
Do they too feel gratitude?
Or are they themselves an expression of gratitude
in the way they take flight and survive each moment
in the simplicity of it all.
Grateful, I am for the line,
“One breath divides this world and the next.”
As if I can go there instantly.
I’d love to be in the world
where ancient boulders scatter the earth
as if a giant being allowed them to tumble
from a bucket of dreams.
Rather than carry the bucket,
the weight became light as air
and the dreams were released for all to share.

— Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers

You’ve Got This

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The struggle becomes joy through the frustration.
A teacher reminds me of long-forgotten words of wisdom
that allows the light to appear brighter
and the green greener.
This day, did you notice the abundance of life?
As if it beckons us to recall and welcome all —
even if it feels sad and wrong?
Without the contrast would I even notice Ellie
greeting everyone with a smile
as if she feels our sadness?
Would I tear up in gratitude
listening to the joyful chatter of children?

These are all making a stamp stronger and deeper
than the senseless acts of the confused.
We are strong, resilient, loving, and kind.

I hear, “You’ve got this.”
whispered from afar
and if I allow it,
it stands next to me and feels strong and comforting.

— Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers

Silence Louder Than an Explosion

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Peace shows up as a symbol of millions coming together as one.
In the 60s as a little kid, I drew peace symbols on everything.
Made the peace symbol with two fingers in greetings to others.
I felt the movement deep inside me and it continues.
It looks like and feels like a powerful wave
of exponential goodness
interlaced with sadness.
From that moment in my life,
I understood the greatness of non-violent protests.
It was a time of pain that we endured and experience now.
I wonder if benevolent beings and angels
are standing with us as we reach out to one another for comfort
lighting candles, wearing sweatshirts even on warm days,
focusing on acts of loving kindness.
It is happening all around us but mostly within us
as we feel what needs to be felt.
What needs to be done.
What needs to be heard.
What needs to be seen.
Peace shows up as a profound silence louder than an explosion.

It Seems Selfish to Assume I Matter

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I find it unbelievable that anyone would look out for me
because I feel at times the need to be aware and careful.
But oh how lovely it would be
to trust that there is someone.
And do they need gratitude?
Or can I simply be and know?
It’s a new concept and I doubt as if I need proof.
But wait,
Sometimes the proof shows up in a song
or a greeting
or a delay that misses a collision.
It seems selfish to assume that I matter.
But I know without a doubt that others matter
and I pray for them daily.
Even those that I do not agree with.
A part of me is always looking out for you
May you be safe, happy, healthy, and at peace.
And so it is.

— Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers