Marilyn Glover
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Poet, writer, & editor, writing to uplift humanity. A Spiritual person who practices Reiki and finds inspiration in nature.
Mother of four, grandmother of two, British American dual citizen living in the States
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Faith is a Flower: From Summer Grief to a Sigh of Relief
Good morning and welcome to the July 7 edition of my Monday Morning Huddle! Many thanks to returning visitors! If you're stopping by for the first time, thank you for joining this installment of my weekly series written to uplift humanity! Inspiration, motivation, and perhaps a new perspective all drawn from nature are the gifts I offer to you, the reader.
By Marilyn Glover7 months ago in Longevity
Cabbage White Butterfly Flutters, Uttering Timely Spiritual Messages
Good morning and welcome to the June 30 edition of my Monday Morning Huddle! Today's focus is the cabbage white butterfly and its subtle flutters, uttering timely spiritual messages. If you've stopped today, I want to thank you and hope you find something useful in this installment of my weekly series meant to uplift, inspire, and maybe, just maybe, make you think outside the box.
By Marilyn Glover7 months ago in Longevity
Love Me For Life
It was Spring 1990, he played it on the car radio as we chatted overlooking Mount Greylock's breathtaking view. Massachusetts, Marilyn, and Michael, three Ms, three self-inspirational epiphanies of a young budding love, one that would never flower despite its potential.
By Marilyn Glover8 months ago in Writers
How to be Like a Busy Buzzy Bumblebee; Messages for Spiritual Growth & Development
Good morning, Vocal Media community, and welcome to the June 23 edition of my Monday Morning Huddle! Today's inspiration comes from the bumblebee with messages pertinent to spiritual growth and development. Get ready to become blissfully busy with the buzzy energy of a bee.
By Marilyn Glover8 months ago in Longevity
Soliloquy of a Riverfall
Soliloquy: my soulful sentiments surrendered to sediment surfaced again during a recent dream: A dream, narrating the past, stared me in the face, daring me to dive deeper, collecting the buried gems of his lapis lazuli, his eyes, and a Bostonian offset accent that once accentuated my being into believing is seeing. Instead, it all sank, a slam dunked trunk, treasures sinking in a river. Riverfall, the falling water, a place where adventure, stolen kisses, and laughter drowned with such power, much like its real place of origin- Fall River, his hometown.
By Marilyn Glover8 months ago in Poets
Illuminating Fowl Play Makes Me Feel Alive
Good morning, everyone; YES, the Monday Morning Huddle has returned! After several weeks of mishaps, including ongoing knee pain, that made getting out and about to capture photos difficult, followed by two weeks of being unable to publish my series due to a Vocal mishap, including my account being flagged for "suspicious activity," I am finally back.
By Marilyn Glover8 months ago in Writers
