Big Bend

Bright moon behind cloudy night sky.
In the quest of my innermost being

I want to go to Big Bend again.

For a period of time, work on my book and be free to be me. To finish that which was given in spirit, to fulfill my heart’s quest, in the pursuit of my innermost being and the realities of the distance between space and time.

My eyes have adored You. 

Through every word, You put life. The spirit of you is manifested in “Our Writings.” You lit the light in my soul.

We gave our all to the husband of my youth, spiritually speaking.

I will not go back on my oath. Chris asked for what he is getting and what he has always had, but he does not know the twenty-eight thousand words of it.

I feel “Reflections of In Presence of Spirit,” “In Presence of Spirit” being the first writing.

I should have known it was going to be him. Furthermore, I do not miss him, but he is coming down here, and then I will miss him when he leaves, maybe.

Oh well, we are going to be OK. We are OK. 

We need to be great. We need massive awareness. I cannot write any more books. What I have is what really is, and no one can take that away from me.

I am its human writer, and Jesus Christ’s Holy Spirit, through me, is the Author.

So we are the authors of “In Presence of Spirit in Conversations with the Lord” and “Reflections of In Presence of Spirit,” and that is what I called the husband of my youth’s writings. 2005 I forgot; oh well, all in all, I said, the name changed many times. October 31, 2007,  Wendy Yvette Greenwell.

I drove through Big Bend two times, two afternoons, 83 miles (ca. 134 km) out at night. I have not returned. Furthermore, I do not have the courage to drive it again, and my friend Richard will be 76 on the 27th of this month; I cannot take him on any more trips. Wendy

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