Historical setting, 561 C.E., Gaul “Yes, my son, this has been a very long journey for you.” “A day it has been and into night and now it will be that back to day again.” “If the donkey is tired you must be exhausted. Let’s stop by the river and rest. I’ll takeContinue reading “Post #2.6, Thursday, 11-14-2019”
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Post #2.5, Wednesday, 11-13-2019
Historical Setting, 561 C.E., Gaul No stars, no moon — the stillness of dark has no dimension – no goodness, no evil just void. Dear God were it only true that the one who gathers the dead had come for me this night. Stay near me. I would rather not be discarded alone. Amen.Continue reading “Post #2.5, Wednesday, 11-13-2019”
Post #2.4, Tuesday, 11-12-2019
Historical setting: 561 C.E., Gaul “Wake Lazarus; you must go now! The one who gathers the dead of plague has come for you. Go quickly so you don’t bring plague down on all of us here.” The abbot has his face covered in a cloth as though I bore the stench. “I’m notContinue reading “Post #2.4, Tuesday, 11-12-2019”
Post #2.3, Thursday, 11-7-2019
Historical Setting: 561 CE, Gaul “Know I love you Eve. Know you are loved.” I learned those rich and true words of a parent to child by listening for answers to my own gnarly and riled prayers. In times when I believe the world hates me I unfurl my ugly smudge of self toContinue reading “Post #2.3, Thursday, 11-7-2019”
Post #2.2, Wednesday, 11-6-2019
Historical Setting: 561 C.E., Gaul What can I say to her? The huge chasm between us is more of deaths than of measured time. She keeps enough distance between us that my longing arms would not reach her for hug in case I should follow my impulse. I try to fill the hollow silenceContinue reading “Post #2.2, Wednesday, 11-6-2019”
Post #2.1 Tuesday, 11-5-2019
Historical setting: 561 CE, Gaul I call through the cottage door, “Eve, don’t be afraid. Please come and walk with me to the hill to your mother’s grave and we will place flowers together. Let’s go now and cut a bouquet from the yellow bobbing heads that fill the wild meadow so late in thisContinue reading “Post #2.1 Tuesday, 11-5-2019”
October Recap
OCTOBER RECAP – Chapter 1, “Scars.” launched this continuing story. To recap, in 561 C.E. (or as one reader reminded they would surely have called it “A.D.”) nineteen years after plague devastated his family, Lazarus returns to find his adult daughter Eve living as a recluse “hag” (calling herself Enola) providing herbs and medicalContinue reading “October Recap”
(10-31-19 post 1.9) October Chapter – “Scars” Set in 561 C.E. Gaul
Surely it is hard for my son to understand my strange circumstances of healing even though it would seem a good thing to find one another again after we each expected the other’s death. But of course, it isn’t as sweet and simple as it would seem. All of us living people seem toContinue reading “(10-31-19 post 1.9) October Chapter – “Scars” Set in 561 C.E. Gaul”
(10-30-19 post 1.8) October Chapter – “Scars” Set in 561 C.E. Gaul
I have to tell him now. “I am no mystical apparition from Eve’s spiritual wonderment. I’m simply a living person.” He is not asking. He is telling me. “She calls herself Enola now — always Alone. It’s not fitting that she told you she was ‘Eve.’ That was the name our papaContinue reading “(10-30-19 post 1.8) October Chapter – “Scars” Set in 561 C.E. Gaul”
(10-29-19 post 1.7) October Chapter – “Scars” Set in 561 C.E. Gaul
“Before the silence kept for those grieving you asked who sent me, and you asked my name. Your sister sent me and I am called Ezra.” I told him I am Ezra because I still need to keep my secret a bit longer. “Ezra? I am Ezra also! And you say my sister sentContinue reading “(10-29-19 post 1.7) October Chapter – “Scars” Set in 561 C.E. Gaul”
Lazarus Ink 