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Here you will find a potpourri of thoughts, writings & poems

For me, writing and editing has been an adventure to many places within and beyond myself. Often the challenge was to take common, everyday things then add a twist. Another challenge was in the editing, deleting the unnecessary, leaving the essence.

A number of stories are flights of fantasy, the ideas developed years ago and many were written with a loving heart. Then there were those that grew, turned and twisted, writing themselves. Some stories, simple and sweet, were rewritten at the suggestions of others into more horrifying tales.

I have many people to thank for this collection of speculative stories and novels. Family, friends and critiquers, who gave of their time, effort, suggestions, support, encouragement and yes, discouragement, all played a part in these writings.

I give thanks to you all.
Ginger Edwards

Ginger Edwards ~ 1996

More love than you can imagine
And forever to enjoy it
Peace of mind
A soul content
With spirit light

Your funny bone tickled
And someone to share the laughter
Warm fuzzies and soft places
Wisdom and understanding
Joy and happiness

All these I wish for you

by Ginger Edwards 1998

Rhonda the Dawn
The dawn comes clear and fresh with promise, purpose and understanding. As dawn opens the day, so does the heart. Dawn is optimistic, wanting to share joy with others. It gives the world encouragement and enlightenment by example. Trusting people and their goodness, dawn knows that love is strength. Dawn is the ever new beginning, again and again.

Strength comes from a willingness to accept the past while looking forward with the certainty that the future will be filled with love. Dawn is light streaked with a rainbow of colored promises.

Rae Ann the Day
Day is sunny by nature of thought and deed. As honest of heart as the day is long, day is willingness to do, willingness to give and be forgiving. Day wraps the world in sunshine and love, offering a bright light for others to follow. Finding happiness in the sound of laughter, day sees beauty and promise in all things. Day is the time of doing, loving and laughing.

Strength comes from looking up with devotion, seeing goodness and believing that it is so. Day is warm blue with rays of golden trust.

Randa Lee the Evening
The evening is the time to transcend, to see things in perspective. It is thoughtful and gentle, seeing both sides without judgment. It brings together people and events, wrapping them in joy. It is the time to understand the value of the pieces, small and large, that make the whole. Evening is the appreciation of that which was and that which will be.

Strength comes from following love's path, giving and caring, while accepting the same without hesitation or question. Like the sunset, evening glows red, warmed by golden shards of love.

Merlina Rene' the Night
The night is peaceful and quiet with smoldering strength sleeping below the surface. It is a time of renewal, of seeking and understanding by looking within. Hugging the world in her protective arms, night sees light in darkness, good in evil. Night is the time for dreaming of a brighter day, trusting in tomorrow, knowing that dreams do come true.

Strength comes from knowing there is more and that all things are possible... if you believe in your dreams. Night is soft with celestial lights caressing an amber moon.

by Ginger Edwards 1999

Spring
Spring flies in on gentle wings of anticipation. It is the time of awakening, birth, and the promises of things to come. Spring is the time of trusting and seeking understanding of the greatness of the most insignificant of things. It is the time to understand how important we are in the Divine Scheme. Spring is the starting time. Spring is the new time. The days lengthen, the heart quickens and spring whispers in our ear.

Summer
Summer soars high and sweeps low on brightly colored wings, painting the world with joy. Summer is bountiful, encouraging. The colors are brighter, the smells more fragrant, the sounds clearer. It is the time of rejoicing. Summer reminds us each of our own beauty and the beauty of our Higher Power. We must work harder and play harder to match Summer’s tempo. Summer, forever generous, gives us longer days to witness her beauty.

Fall
We hear Fall’s flutter of wings and the sound fills our hearts with awe. As we inhale Fall’s aroma we breathe in her glory. Fall, Nature’s artist, paints our hearts with love as she paints the leaves. Fall is proof that aging is beautiful when done with joy. Now is the time to look back and take inventory. If we have unfinished things to do, Fall is the time to complete our tasks. The days are getting shorter, we should hasten with Fall’s song in our hearts.

Winter
Winter spreads her protective wings over the land as Mother Earth slips into slumber, renewing her life force. Winter is the test of faith with the promise of life upon awaking. Winter strengthens our souls with steadfastness and warms our hearts with hope. In winter we have time to summon the past and plan the future. Winter softens her powerful force with longer nights for us to sleep and dream of tomorrow, wherever that might be.

by Ginger Edwards

Charles is an artist. One of his many talents is the carving of walking staffs. The first time I saw Charles was in sculpture class at Fullerton College. The room filled with expectation as he walked to the dressing area. Charles returned, draping the towel he carried over the stool in the middle of the room. A handsome, charismatic black man of average height, he wore his matured, well-defined body with natural ease and dignity. He was our model.

Most models take a relaxed pose because holding a still position for four hours is difficult. If Charles extended one arm, he contracted the other. With only short breaks to relax muscles strained by inactivity, this can be demanding. He possessed the uncanny ability to resume the same pose days later, his body maintaining the memory of the position. This pose became the clay model for the male in my bronze set, Adam and Eve.

I invited Charles to one of my art shows. Afterwards, he and his delightful wife, along with other friends, came back to our home. I was impressed with his grace as he listened and then answered questions with his soft voice. I marveled at the openness he invoked in others.

Charles modeled for the class the next year. This time he posed in a semi-prone position. As I worked, something wonderful happened. I saw more than just my clay and the model. I envisioned Charles in another time, another place, complete with background, color and sound.

I never saw Charles after that class. I have a photo of my work, Adam and Eve, which he posed for, as well as one of me sculpting in oil based clay, the last piece for which Charles modeled. You can see these pieces at Sculptures Place

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