The Language of the Wind Series

Yellow Bear was walking in the woods one day. He was deep in the woods where the trees are close to each other, so close there was hardly room to move between them. But Yellow Bear managed. Sometimes he would have to climb over branches, and sometimes he crawled under them. Walking in the deep woods was hard, but Yellow Bear was really enjoying it. Casual strolls, where the trees were not as close to each other, were nice; but walking this obstacle course was also fun. Yellow Bear was drawn in this direction, so he kept walking (and climbing, and crawling).Suddenly, Yellow Bear popped out into an open meadow. This was the place he had been drawn to. A nice meadow full of wildflowers and singing birds. Yellow Bear was about to sit down and relax and enjoy this meadow, taking in all its majestic beauty; when the Wind came to play with him, flipping his ear forward. Come, play with me! it said.Yellow Bear knew the Wind. He knew how nice it was. The Wind brought smells to his nose of honey, berries, and other foods. The Wind told him where other animals were. The Wind could keep him warm, or cool him off. The Wind brought him music as it sang through the leaves of the trees. Yes, the Wind was nice. But, this was the first time the Wind had invited him to play.Yellow Bear loved to play, oh how he loved to play! The Wind had tagged him, so now Yellow Bear ran to tag the Wind. The Wind was elusive, and the first few times, Yellow Bear missed. Yellow Bear would chase the Wind, and just as he was about to tag it, the Wind would disappear. Then the Wind would appear someplace else and Yellow Bear would chase it again. And, again the Wind would disappear just as Yellow Bear was about to tag it. Then Yellow Bear stepped onto the WindWhere he stepped, there was nothingWhere he stepped, there was everythingThen he knew why the birds singAnd the children laughHe knew why water flowedAnd fire burnedAnd he knew why the Wind called to himand why he longed to answer. Rating G; Reading Level Very Easy 4th Grade; Longest Word: Disappointment

Short Spiritual/Mystical Stories and Poems brought to you by my forever friend - The Wind. The Wind is Whispering: Whispering in Your Ear is the sequel to or continuation of The Language of the Wind: Blueberry Juice for the Soul. In The Language of the Wind, we explored how the Wind speaks to us, the language it uses, and how it communicates. I shared nuggets of wisdom from the Wind which I call Blueberry Juice for the Soul. And I shared poems about Peace, Paradise, and Butterflies. All of whom rest in the Wind.InThe Wind is Whispering, we'll explore how the Wind speaks to us at different seasons. And I'll share how the Wind Whispers to us in different situations.The Wind is Whispering contains perhaps more subtle messages than The Language of the Wind. That may be because the Wind now has your attention. Whatever the case, the messages contained within both books are deep.Rated G; Reading Level Very Easy 4th Grade. Longest word: disappointments.

In this book, we look at things from the horizon. But the horizon is just another way of saying the edge. Sometimes when looking at things from the edge, it's the edge of getting happy or the edge of going crazy. Sometimes you're pulled back from the brink just in time. Sometimes we get really close, perhaps a little too close. You can't get closer than this. Of course that's only true until you do. Mystics try to describe the indescribable with words. They bring you in touch with the spiritual world. Some mystical writing is hard to understand. I'd like to think that mine is easy to understand. And some of it is very humorous. And what could be more spiritual than chocolate? Rating G. Though since we're talking about the edge, the rating might more appropriately be PG-13. Reading Level: Very Easy 4th Grade.

Is there anything cuter than a Bunny Rabbit? Don't answer that! Just think how cute they are. Let the hope which those thoughts brings well up in you until it pops out of you like a Bunny Rabbit popping out of its hole. My friend the Wind, brings hope. Just let it touch you gently until it wriggles its way into your heart. Let hope spring up from there until it fills your entire being. Let hope spring up until you hope! When that hope comes, it will be like refreshing rain. It will be like joyous condensation after a drought. It will be like hope when there was none. It will be like condensation in the form of Butterflies. Welcome to the World of Mystical Poetry. Welcome to my world, where the Wind bring hope. Yes, sometimes that hope is fleeting. Especially if I try to desperately hang onto it. However, if I let it come and go as the Wind, that hope endures as I play with it and say, "Tag, you're it!".

Introduction: Wind can seem brutal, Wind can seem gentle. In actuality, Wind is neither – Wind just is. Some words for Wind are Blast, Breeze, Chinook, Cyclone, Gale, Gust, Typhoon, Tornado, Hurricane, Zephyr. Brisa is Spanish for Breeze. Similar sounding words for breeze exist in most European languages. Zephyr is Greek for Breeze. In Hawaii, gentle Winds are called trade Winds, Moa'a or Makani 'olu'olu. Makani is the main Hawaiian word for Wind, but there are perhaps 200 names for Wind in Hawaiian. There are over 6000 languages in the world, so there are probably over 60,000 words for Wind. But what is the language of the Wind? If you listen, you can hear it. But the easiest way to learn the language of the Wind is to become its child. In these pages, we will explore some of the language of the Wind. I invite you to listen to what the Wind is saying to you. What words is it teaching you? What pictures is it showing you? What smells is it bringing to your nostrils? What tastes to your tongue? When you touch the Wind, how does it feel? When you sit on its lap or are embraced in its arms, what is that like? The Wind is the Ultimate Truth, the Relationship of Relationships, the Healer, the One who Blesses us, the One who lets us know we really are OK, the Most Loving Heart. The Wind is your best friend and advocate. The Wind is always there, to hold you and console you. The Wind enjoys guiding you on your journey. The Wind wants the best for you.Here is what some with wisdom say about the Wind. May the nourishment of the earth be yours May the clarity of light be yours May the fluency of the ocean be yours May the protection of the ancestors be yours And so may a slow Wind work these words of love around you, an invisible cloak to mind your life." John O'Donahue" The Wind gave our children the spirit of light" Chief Seattle "For what is it to die, but to stand in the sun and melt into the Wind" Kahlil Gibran "Since I grew tired of the chase and search, I learned to find; And since the Wind blows in my face, I sail with every Wind." Nietzsche "A great Wind is blowing, and that gives you either imagination or a headache." Catherine the Great" The laughing Wind tickles my funny bone. Tee Hee!" Shana"To be human is to be where the Wind and water meet" Dale" Only bears can hug the Wind" Yellow Bear by which he means Only those who are their true selves can hug the Wind. Yellow Bear is my self=friend. He often gets distracted by blueberries, those slurpable little berries of flavor that exude the wonder of everything that is delicious. "Blueberry Juice for the Soul" is Yellow Bear's phrase for Spiritual Food because it's really, really tasty like blueberries. This book contains nuggets of Wisdom – Blueberry Juice for the Soul – which help us understand the Language of the Wind. Some excerpts in this book are from my mystical rewritings of the Bible which I call the Chanting Wind Version. These are all my original writings. Rated G. Reading Level - Very Easy 4th Grade. Longest word - unfathomableness