August 3 – Daily Feast
She is one of those persons whose entire time is given to informing the world about what she does not like. It is not a simple opinion but an oration spread over a long time and over many acquaintances. Because people are often tolerant, she sits in a gathering with confidence – confidence that assures her how many need to hear, “I don’t like…” O persons, your words are frozen in time, a halo of light or darkness that swirls through the ethers like immense flocks of tiny birds hunting food. But those words come home to roost, They do not sing, but they squawk in complaining sounds and echo in the heads of those who cannot like the simplest thing.
~ My children, as you travel along life’s road never do harm or cause anyone sadness. ~
ANONYMOUS – WINNEBAGO
‘A Cherokee Feast of Days, Volume II’ by Joyce Sequichie Hifler