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"So you are saying the Coppertone ad isn’t a sunscreen ad ?"

Is that really all you took from that post? In the 1940's, Coppertone was advertised to darken and quicken a tan, while still protecting the skin. I believe it's said that the results of their product would have amounted to an SPF of 6 today, regardless of whatever they added to enhance the tan...so, yes, you are correct. It was a sunscreen. Thanks for pointing that out.

Today's sunscreen, however, amounts to lead lining the body. We are a planet that exists because of the sun and survive by and with the benefits of the sun...

The obesity crisis started when fed driven scientists started sounding the alarm that sunshine causes cancer and we should slather on sunscreen and hide inside (a later covid advise, as well). Take away our vitamin D and we become fat, sickly, and stupid...no matter how much or how little we eat.

The little Coppertone girl with the puppy-exposed tan lines knew exactly what health was all about - the SUN!

Release the Trunk Monkey.

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From my latest book:

Rupert certainly had a rough day. His faithful dog Caleb, a fourteen-year-old Labrador, had to be put down. It seems that time had caught up with the old fellow and his organs were failing. Sadly, the veterinarian could do nothing to stop the fatal decline and recommended immediate euthanasia. So it was done. And at the end of the day, a grief-stricken Rupert lay down his head to sleep.

In his sleep, Rupert was comforted by one of God’s angels, who exclaimed to the saddened soul that Caleb was well and very happy sitting at the side of the Lord. With despondency in his voice, Rupert professed that he would be sad without his companion and asked the angel why God had given dogs such a brief life.

The aura around the angel brightened as he softly answered Rupert, “My child, your own soul came to God’s Earth to learn of unconditional love, and how it can bring you the blessings of a good life. But dogs already love unconditionally. They have no lessons to learn, but only lessons to impart. And Caleb has done so with you now. You know that in your heart. So his need here is complete.”

Just as the angel began to fade from his dream, Rupert remarked, “I will miss him dearly. Without him, I’m not sure how I’ll live.”

“Rupert!” the angel quickly replied. “Have you learned nothing from him? You’ll live just as Caleb lived. You’ll give love deeply. You’ll expect and appreciate being loved by others. You’ll live brave, yet kind, and have a humble and simple existence. Yes, you’ll live as sweet Caleb did, Rupert. You’ll live life like a dog.”

What our souls can learn from our faithful companions:
~ Love unconditionally.
~ Be forever faithful and loyal.
~ Never pretend to be someone you’re not.
~ When your loved one comes home, run to greet them with joy.
~ Appreciate attention from others and let their touch thrill you.
~ If what you want is buried, don’t stop digging until you find it.
~ Find peace in the simple joy of a long walk.
~ Take every opportunity to go for a joyride.
~ Let the fresh air and wind in your face be pure bliss.
~ When you’re happy, dance and wag your entire body.
~ Run, romp, and play every day.
~ Delight in taking naps.
~ Stretch before rising.
~ On warm days, just lie back for a while in the grass.
~ On hot days, lie back for a while under a shady tree.
~ Never bite when a purposeful growl will suffice.
And most importantly,
~ When someone you love is having a bad day, sit close, be silent, and gently nuzzle them.
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Why not do your best now to live life like a dog?

I’m 73.

So you're the one who came up with, "Let's run it up the flagpole and see who salutes."

Shame, shame...

A new one I am frequently hearing of late is, "Is the juice worth the squeeze."

Instant oh-shut up thoughts in my head when someone says that.

Not a single mention of, “Table it for now.” Hmmmm...

This is me...if it helps another, fantastic.

When I am NOT feeling inspired to write, I do not. But I do not call it writer's block. I just walk away and DO NOT force it.

See, when I am inspired, I am "in-spirit." My spirit is with me...and when my spirit is with me, I promise there is absolutely nothing I cannot accomplish. If I am writing while in-spirit, inspired, everything just flows.

Unfortunately, we are human, and inspiration can be forced aside for a bit. Life gets busy, doesn't it? And sometimes our mind takes over and tells us we MUST write, or tries to tell us what we are writing is stupid and there's no reason to write. All of this "mindfullness" drowns out the voice of the spirit - the sheep of the mind bleats louder than the roar from the lion of our heart - our true spirit...our true self!

It will pass, and the spirit, your spirit, will again take over at some point. You'll know when it happens...when you just feel like nothing can stop you.

Again, just me, but when I try to write when not feeling inspired, the words come from my mind, and not from my heart...and you can tell. Or, at least I can.

I have seven books out there - I had to learn to walk away from the keyboard when it just wouldn't come. I knew it would come back...and when it did, I wrote until it waned again...and I walked away without concern.

Again, if it helps, look to your lion, your heart, and try to remember why you are writing. Do not let the sheep, the critical, fear-filled mind, do the writing when you're not inspired, in-spirit, to do so.

Oh, the new Guild should not die so quickly.

Another bump - Another Exit (Chapter) from my book, Digest of the Broken Road Traveler

EXIT EIGHT ~ DIAL IN THE GOOD STATIONS
You’ve surely experienced driving between towns in your car when the radio station you’ve been enjoying fades out. Why? Because you’re moving away from the source of the broadcast. The antenna that sends out the radio frequency is back in another town that you’ve purposely left behind.

If you do nothing with your radio dial, you might soon only hear annoying static. Or maybe you begin to hear several frequencies battling each other and belting out nothing but a confusing garble of inaudible noise. Knowing there’s a new town on the horizon, though, you begin retuning your dial, searching, finding, and then leaving it set to some new program that hopefully moves you.

Your soul is very much like your car radio. It, too, receives frequency signals from broadcast stations found along the waypoints of your life. Your conscious mind is the driver that listens to what’s being offered, based on where you are in life and where you’ve set your listening dial.

You can choose to listen to a myriad of stations as you move along your life’s journey. Some will broadcast programs that offer faith, hope, growth, and joy. Other stations transmit only despondency, doubt, confusion, and fear. Others, still, offer nothing but mindless dribble. Life is filled with endless offerings for a being granted free will by the Father.

To that end, your soul receives all those signals, whether good or bad, and presents them to you as a choice on your radio dial. What stations that you, the driver, or the conscious mind, tunes or retunes to is solely up to you.

Sadly, most drivers have absolutely no idea they even have a radio dial, or that they can change the station at all. They just go about life while accepting and listening to whatever’s being played at the moment.

Some desire positive support but are only tuned to negative frequencies and wonder why they can’t find happiness. It’s like desiring to hear rock music when the radio dial is set to a talk show format.

Some drivers move between waypoints and, as their signal fades, just accept the mind-numbing static that plays. Because of this, their journey seems boring and meaningless, but they just keep driving along.

As they approach the next town, however, their radio begins picking up a fresh signal on the same dial setting. Soon, a new program plays loud and clear. Unfortunately, this one is negative, with nothing that offers the driver hope and happiness. And, with no understanding of how to change the station, their life becomes a very sad journey.

How can you learn to change the radio station along your life’s journey? Train your conscious mind to always be aware of what’s playing. Focus on changing your thoughts from bad to good. Begin to become aware of when it’s fading or playing something that doesn’t serve you well. In those moments of realization, consciously adjust your radio dial.

You certainly want to change your dial to something pleasant and inspiring, right? But do it ever so gently, at first. Don’t try to force it. It’s actually better to let a bad broadcast play out than it is to fight against it. That only creates anxiety and tension in your mind. And if you remain consciously aware of what’s playing, you can take away as much positive growth from the bad as you can from the good.

Using your conscious awareness is always the best way to keep your radio dial tuned to what you want and need to hear. To that end, when you do hear it, remember to express gratitude and appreciation to your soul for making available that which you desire to hear.

With conscious effort, you can tune your soul’s radio, and your mind’s radio dial, into an inspirational way of experiencing life. You’ll have a full understanding that your soul takes in all frequencies and freely offers them for your use.

Tune your dial to a station that’s aligned with positive growth.

Keeping the thread bumped - adding another Exit (Chapter) from my book, Digest of the Broken Road Traveler.

EXIT FORTY-THREE ~ COWARDS, VILLAINS, AND FAITH
There are times in life, ugly times, which can change a personality. If those times come too often, or too heavy, you might find that you’ve become unrecognizable to everyone, including yourself.

Don’t despair. With faith, you can once again bring yourself back to a place of peace and purpose. The true account of two errant men that follows will verify that it’s been done by even the most implausible of people.
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Over the centuries, their association has been written about and read many times. They were teacher and student, with one literally altering the course of his life to follow the other. It was a true giving and receiving experience where the teacher unselfishly guided and provided for his apprentice.

Then came the teacher’s hour of need. Although guilty of no real crime, he was arrested. Suddenly, it was neither safe nor wise to be known as this man’s follower. A crowd gathered and someone singled out the student, exclaiming to all that this man was an associate of the captured man. Then, the apprentice became afraid for his own life and repeatedly shouted, “I do not know this man.”

The student fled from the accusers, attempting to keep himself safe. He succeeded but, in reality, there was no place to escape the guilt and shame that came from being a coward. A few hours later, his devoted teacher was badly beaten, flogged, and put to death.

You could assume the apprentice never amounted to much in life. After all, the shameful label of coward should have remained with him for the rest of his time. Instead, this denying apprentice would become one of the most acclaimed leaders of all time in his mentor’s teachings. He actually rose above his shame to become someone who was admired and followed by so many others.

Now, there was another man during these times that was admired by many and was certainly no coward. And although he never met the teacher before his death, this villainous man made it his life’s mission to destroy his work. He went as far as finding, arresting, and putting to death those that dared follow the teacher.

Like the coward who would become a prominent leader, this heinous man also turned out to be another who defied man’s reason. On the road to town one day, a chance encounter with faith caused a change in his heart. As a result, he would become one of the world’s most famous and admired authors.

How is such a powerful, positive change possible? How could a coward rise from such guilt and shame to become a man of courage? How could a villain become an ally and a man of faith? Well, according to the testimony of both, each was visited by the teacher in the flesh after he was savagely put to death, and that altered their lives forever.

It was the Apostle Peter who shamefully denied Jesus three times in his hour of need. Yet Peter would become the first official leader of the Christian Church. It was the Apostle Paul who first sought out and persecuted Christians. Paul would then go on to spread the Christian Church to the outermost regions of his known world and authored more books of the Bible than any other man.
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These are amazing stories for sure. When you think about them, however, if God created the universe, who else is more capable of transforming hearts and turning cowards into men of bravery and villains into allies?

If life has taken you to a place inside where you don’t want to be, or into a broken person you never imagined, faith will change your heart.

Another Guild Contribution from my bookDigest of the Broken Road Traveler...

EXIT TWENTY-SIX ~ THE HEART AND SOUL OF YOUR LION
Alexander the Great once said, “I am not afraid of an army of lions led by a sheep. I am afraid of an army of sheep led by a lion.”

When faced with life’s difficulties, two of the more popular bits of advice you’re often told are, “Listen to the little voice in your head,” and “Follow your heart.” Both are well-meaning, as the intent is to seek your own intuitive guidance. To look within.

The two sources of inner knowing, however, couldn’t be more diametrically opposed to one another. It’s like seeking wisdom from both a lion and a sheep. The lion, of course, is your heart, or actually, your soul. The sheep is your conscious mind. In short, your lion feels, and your sheep thinks.

That sheep is the little voice in your head that tells you, “You can’t do this,” “They’ll laugh at you,” or “You don’t deserve it.” It’s chock full of the things that you’ve read, heard, and experienced in the past. And when it comes to making a decision, it needs to classify it as either right or wrong, good or bad, reward or regret.

Unfortunately, your sheep considers the world while purely in survival mode. Hesitation, anxiety, and disbelief largely originate from there. The lion, your soul, operates through its spiritual connection to God and knows your true abilities, as well as your divine purpose in life. Your brave lion says, “I want to do this,” “I’m going to speak up for that,” or “I deserve it.”

The lion is modest, however, and doesn’t have a roar that screams out you should or shouldn’t do something. It’s well connected to that gift of free will from the Father, you see.

Guidance from your lion is more of a steady undertone that’s always there, but just below the constant bleating of your sheep. It can be a physical feeling of warmth or an emotional feeling of excitement for the possibilities of a decision. You sense what’s right and wrong throughout your body, don’t you?

As a baby, you survived by the natural inclination to follow your heart. Your sheep didn’t make decisions. It wasn’t even alive yet. You didn’t have the experiences of life or the supposed “wisdom” that the mind would need for making choices.

Instead, your infant decisions were based on your feelings, or your lion - your heart and soul. If you felt happy, you giggled. If you were tired, hungry, or angry, you cried. At no time did you consider how it looked to others. You only knew your lion. Over time, the instinct to follow your heart began to fade. It happened as social “norms” were learned and your personality became based on not how you feel, but how you think. Not only did this come from society, but also from the expectations of behaviors from your family and friends.

So while your lion knows what to do, the sheep thinks it knows what to do. Well, at first, anyway. Maybe it’s sure one moment, but not so sure the next. Then, it's sure again. The sheep constantly goes back and forth between decisions based on survival, which creates fear and anxiety, and most times, inaction. Anytime you feel caught up in such an internal struggle, you can bet the sheep, the conscious mind, is responsible, and not the lion. Not your heart and soul.

Once you realize the sheep, the little voice in your head, is just trying to survive, a whole new world opens up to you. Yet you really have no choice but to listen to it, do you? It’s there. You constantly hear it, even now as you read these words. But listening is far, far different than following, isn’t it?

How do you follow instead of listen? Well, it’s easier said than done. Listening to your mind, your thoughts, your sheep, is deeply ingrained in your life, after all. Start by doing what feels natural to you. Maybe that’s more involvement in the church or learning to play the piano. It doesn’t really matter what your feelings-based decisions are.

When you do things that intuitively bring excitement and purpose to your life, you begin to live once again within your heart and soul. You are closer to God. While you may have to listen, stop believing everything said by your sheep. The more you stop paying attention to all the doubt and fear it offers, the more you’ll find it no longer controls you.

Living your life from your heart and soul, the lion, will feel right. You’ll soon begin to trust your gut, or your feelings and intuitions, instead of the doubts offered by your sheep. Do this and watch the world unfold in awesome growth, peace, and purpose, instead of living a cold, rigid existence built on fear and anxiety.

You can do this...with the heart and soul of your lion.

Awwww...you say that to all the writers guild members!!!!!

I'll sneak in another "Exit" from Digest of the Broken Road Traveler:

EXIT FORTY-ONE ~ FROM WHERE DO I PEDAL
A very elderly and content woman contemplated the journey that led her through such a rich and purposeful life. She recalled being a child and how much it had been like sitting on the front seat of a tandem bicycle. Early on, her parents and mentors shared time on the rear seat, pedaling hard and giving her direction.

As the child grew through adolescence, however, her parents were sadly taken in a car accident. For a while, she would live with caring relatives before going off to college. It was there that she looked back from the front seat of her bike and thought no one was behind her. No one was helping pedal or guide her along the way.

Thrilled at first, the woman proudly took the lead but soon began taking a lot of shortcuts, avoiding the difficult routes, and winding up in poor destinations. At that time in her life, things seemed boring and aimless, with no joy or destination in her future.

Then, one day the young woman’s solo pedaling got a little easier. Her travels also seemed to take her to nicer places. Turning, she wasn’t surprised to notice Jesus sitting in the seat behind her, effortlessly pumping away with his sandaled feet.

With a compassionate smile, Jesus asked the young woman if they might change places. She accepted his offer and took a back seat to the Lord that day, knowing somewhere deep in her soul that it was not just okay, it was right.

When the young woman allowed Jesus to sit up front, she recalled how they no longer took shortcuts. He knew pathways that took her the long way around but had so much joy and growth to offer. He led them up steep mountain trails, along some very rough and rocky roads, and sometimes did so at somewhat scary speeds. During their lifelong travels together, it was often all she could do just to hang on.

Even when it all looked like madness, Jesus said "Pedal, my child." When the woman would say, "I'm scared", He would simply turn back to touch her hand, and a warm confidence would flow through her heart. When she would become anxious and ask, "Where are you taking me?" Jesus would just smile. He never answered, but she soon learned to trust Him.

A life without destination and joy soon became a wonderful adventure for the woman. Jesus took her to people with gifts of healing, acceptance, and joy. But he said to her many times, "Share your gifts or they will become too heavy for you.” So she shared with all whom she met along the way and found that in giving, she was also receiving. Because of this, her burden remained light.

Contemplating her amazing life, the elderly woman knew that with Jesus, she learned to have faith when taking her two-seater bike onto difficult paths. And even now, when she feels as if she can’t go on, He turns, smiles, and just says, “Keep pedaling, my child. Keep pedaling.”

Bravo to you both. Every word continued to keep my mind in that "I can visualize" the story mode. I want more! Can't wait.

Here a few Exits (chapters) from my most recent published book, "Digest of the Broken Road Traveler: Fifty-Two Tenets, Truths, and Teachings to Heal the Troubled Soul."

The book is broken down into four Waypoints, each with thirteen Exits (chapters)...think of the Exits as Rest Stops along the troubled road. (Forgive the rough html formatting please)

EXIT TWELVE ~ NO DEED WITHOUT PURPOSE

A purposeless man was asked to clean a boat. He had just experienced the death of his dear wife, but in his deep despondency, felt the urge to stay busy. Running the only marine cleaning service in his seaside village, he was called upon by a local resident who was expecting a visit from his adult children. Although his boat was lightly damaged and dirty, his kin would surely expect an outing on the water.

The purposeless man arrived at the dock outside the man’s home to find him nowhere about, but the boat already lifted from the water. So he settled into his task at hand. Starting on the deck and cabin areas, it took several hours before he began working on the outside.

As he made his way underneath the craft, the purposeless man noticed some damage, as well as a hole that went all the way through the hull. Having the proper materials available in his bag, he easily plugged the hole and repaired the blemishes before completing his cleaning job.

When unable to find the owner around his property, the purposeless man simply shrugged and walked away. The man could find him later and pay...or not. It really didn’t matter. The job had no other purpose than to keep him from thinking about his loss and pain.

Three days later, the boat owner came to the shop of the purposeless man and presented him with a big check. Actually, it was a great deal more money than what would be expected for such a job. The purposeless man was surprised and said, "Sir, this is way more than I normally charge for cleaning a boat.” "But this is not just for the cleaning job,” the man replied. “I owe you so much more. You repaired the hole.”

"Oh,” the purposeless man answered. “But in truth, it was such a simple repair, and making more money from you was not my purpose.”

"Not your purpose,” the boat owner came back. “You don’t understand. You were to clean my boat. Yes. But the next day the hull repairman was to come by as well. He didn’t. My children unexpectedly did, and I, on the other hand, was not yet home.”

“Did they take the boat out?” the purposeless man asked.

The boat owner took a deep breath and answered, “Yes. They took the boat out. And when I came home and saw their luggage there, but the boat gone, I was beside myself with dread and panic. I surely thought they had gone to their death. Imagine my joy and relief when I saw them safely return to the dock.”

The purposeless man then said, “You must’ve been relieved.”

“Indeed,” the man came back. “It was then that I examined the boat and found that you had repaired the hole. It is true that I did not hire you for that purpose, my friend. But you saved my children, and for that, I could never pay enough to have witnessed the true purpose in your heart."

EXIT TWENTY-FIVE ~ EMERGE STRONGER FROM STRUGGLE

A boy was riding his bicycle and decided to take a different route home. In doing so, he came upon an extremely steep incline and made it halfway up before the exertion turned him back. The hill was quite a struggle, so he decided he’d rather go back to his usual, easier trek home.

Stopping at the bottom of the hill to catch his breath, the boy took a seat on the ground and noticed a bush with dozens of silky cocoons right beside him. What most drew his attention were two that were fairly close to one another. Gazing at the first cocoon put the lad in a state of awe. He witnessed an emerging insect push its way through an incredibly small slit in the casing. It seemed impossible. Yet, it burst free and gingerly pranced a few inches away on thin legs to unfurl its wings. Then, after it slowly fanned them up and down a few times, a gorgeous new Monarch butterfly took flight.

With great anticipation, the thrilled boy turned his attention to the other cocoon with a slit in its casing. He waited and watched as the soon-to-be butterfly moved and pushed and squeezed against the thin slit but seemed to make no headway. Fearing that the butterfly would soon die from its efforts, the boy took out his pocket knife and widened the cocoon’s gap.

With the ease created by the boy’s cut, the butterfly emerged but appeared feeble and unable to stand on its tiny legs. Still, he expected to see the spreading of beautiful wings at any moment. After all, had he not come along and helped, this butterfly would have surely died.

The butterfly’s wings, however, did not spread. The boy continued to watch and wait, thinking that nature just takes its time with such things. Not long after, he would witness the undeveloped butterfly make a single attempt to crawl away from the cocoon, lose its balance, and fall to the ground.

Thinking for several long moments about what he had just witnessed, the boy quickly got back on his bike, turned it toward the top of the hill, and peddled with all his might. Reaching the top this time, he briefly stopped to flutter his arms up and down a few times and acknowledge the soreness in his legs.

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The second butterfly was unable to live because it did not experience the necessary toil of emerging from its cocoon. It needed the pressure of squeezing through the narrow gap to force special fluid in its body to move into and expand its legs and wings. Without nature’s designed labor, it was unable to fly or live.

It's often the emergence from life’s struggles that give you the strength to become something truly beautiful.

EXIT FORTY-FOUR ~ LIVE LIFE LIKE A DOG

Rupert certainly had a rough day. His faithful dog Caleb, a fourteen-year-old Labrador, had to be put down. It seems that time had caught up with the old fellow and his organs were failing. Sadly, the veterinarian could do nothing to stop the fatal decline and recommended immediate euthanasia. So it was done. And at the end of the day, a grief-stricken Rupert lay down his head to sleep.

In his sleep, Rupert was comforted by one of God’s angels, who exclaimed to the saddened soul that Caleb was well and very happy sitting at the side of the Lord. With despondency in his voice, Rupert professed that he would be sad without his companion and asked the angel why God had given dogs such a brief life.

The aura around the angel brightened as he softly answered Rupert, “My child, your own soul came to God’s Earth to learn of unconditional love, and how it can bring you the blessings of a good life. But dogs already love unconditionally. They have no lessons to learn, but only lessons to impart. And Caleb has done so with you now. You know that in your heart. So his need here is complete.”

Just as the angel began to fade from his dream, Rupert remarked, “I will miss him dearly. Without him, I’m not sure how I’ll live.”

“Rupert!” the angel quickly replied. “Have you learned nothing from him? You’ll live just as Caleb lived. You’ll give love deeply. You’ll expect and appreciate being loved by others. You’ll live brave, yet kind, and have a humble and simple existence. Yes, you’ll live as sweet Caleb did, Rupert. You’ll live life like a dog.”

What our souls can learn from our faithful companions:
~ Love unconditionally.
~ Be forever faithful and loyal.
~ Never pretend to be someone you’re not.
~ When your loved one comes home, run to greet them with joy.
~ Appreciate attention from others and let their touch thrill you.
~ If what you want is buried, don’t stop digging until you find it.
~ Find peace in the simple joy of a long walk.
~ Take every opportunity to go for a joyride.
~ Let the fresh air and wind in your face be pure bliss.
~ When you’re happy, dance and wag your entire body.
~ Run, romp, and play every day.
~ Delight in taking naps.
~ Stretch before rising.
~ On warm days, just lie back for a while in the grass.
~ On hot days, lie back for a while under a shady tree.
~ Never bite when a purposeful growl will suffice.

And most importantly,

~ When someone you love is having a bad day, sit close, be silent, and gently nuzzle them.
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Why not do your best now to live life like a dog?

Oh, I so want in, Laz...if you'd allow me such an honor.

I have a few efforts out there...writing about recovering from life's biggest traumas.

My Amazon Page Here

...and my appreciation!

Can I do a small plug for my latest book as well?

Digest of the Broken Road Traveler: Fifty-Two Truths, Tenets, and Teachings to Heal the Troubled Soul

Free on Kindle Unlimited - As one reviewer wrote, "...a chicken soup like book but with way more substance.

Thanks!

Hey Don....fellow Virginian and published writer! Congrats. I’ve already downloaded the ebook and look forward to reading and giving it my review.

One of my own seven books is a fiction set in the Virginia Appalachians, with some good historical background. It’s titled Thursdays in the Grotto...it’s a free download as well, if you have Kindle Unlimited...

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I hope this is the start of many more books for you. I hope you get the buzz like I did. My latest published book is Digest of the Broken Road Traveler. It’s hit #1 on Amazon several times since I released it at the beginning of the year. Right now it’s around #15 or so in the category of Spiritual Philosophy...free too, with KU.

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Again, looking forward to reading and reviewing your work...glad you put it out there!!!

Any FR writers/authors care to re-awaken this thread? I’ve got seven books published out there and would love to see this old thread keep going...

Add me to the “interested” thread!!!!