There are storylines surrounded by all that we see and all that we neglect to notice. As a writer I hope to always notice the moment when storytelling first begins. And, yes, “How Angels Fly” is my devotion to this intention.
Long after writing my first version of this short story, I’ve still not settled on whether the storytelling is for the earth child or the angel or we who are no longer either. Yet, our link in the story is both ethereal and mortal and what happens to one is experienced by the other.
“The Archangels, GOD’s Chief Seraphs, are given HIS CALL to assemble Guardian Angels numbers 103 through 130; celebrated in Heaven as GAs. Without delay the GAs gather and flutter about as they await the call. Their wings create a torrent of air that causes the smallest among them to cast about as they fight to maintain their position in the flock. Hovering outside the cluster, imperfect wings and all, is GA~105. His thought is to wonder why an inept novice like himself has been included in God’s Call…”
Dear Reader: This story is an invitation to discover your Heaven and Earth!
I was out walking this morning and saw a snake in the grass… OOPS that reference to politicians just slipped out…
As I was saying: I was out walking this morning—there really was a snake—and the thought crossed my mind how earth’s gravity keeps me from shooting off: who knows where to? This thought led to the question: “What does the name EARTH mean?” You know the one that keeps us all grounded.
EARTH has different names; however a common thread in all languages was derived from the same meaning in their origins: ground or soil.
Genesis 1:1 as a statement that the cosmos had an absolute beginning (In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth…)
Earth is the only planet in the Solar System with plate tectonics and consists of land, air, water and life.
Maybe walking isn’t good for my health after all? Oh Earth still grounds me—but to what?
We the People are living through a large-scale shooting off and none of us know where to.