Fresh-baked Bread
Print this entry“A welcoming smell, that is making my tummy grumble and my mouth water; the smell of fresh baked-bread.” This endearing story of a young boy is told from the point of view of a participant as well as an observer. This often happens as I channel the emotions, thoughts and feelings from the spirit who wishes to tell their story; they use me as a vessel to be heard, to be recognized, to be remembered. Today I find…