I didn't write the stories about my parents homes because I didn't know how important it would be in these aging years. Nobody truly knows the journey of this forest except for the poet that's endlessly felt the love of every living creation in it through avenues of creativity. It's time for you to begin a path of story sharing. Let the world know about the soil that which you share every morning and evening.

We are tools that are part of a much larger plan. To help build, repair as well as replenish. We want the sun to rise above our tears. In making this happen we cannot allow our voices to become silent. There are way too many trying to take over the real message of community. We must grow together. We must make it possible.

I’m always asking questions.  The fun begins when you start researching for answers. Such as… While trying to repair or fix things up around the house, why do most projects never turn out the way you hoped?  Plus hidden anger.  Is it more dangerous than visible anger? I’m Arroe…  I am a daily writer.  A silent wolf.  I stand on the sidelines and do nothing but watch, listen study then activate.  I call it The Daily Mess.  A chronological walk through an everyday world.  Yes, it’s my morning writing.  As a receiver of thoughts and ideas, we as people tend to throw it to the side and deal with it later.  When a subject arrives, I dig in.  It’s still keeping a journal!  By doing the research the picture becomes clearer.  This is the Daily Mess…

An honest question, is it all about you or the foundation of the people? Ways you can look at where you presently stand. Being happy by yourself or always grouping together.

Let us unite in ways that invites our souls to be more than just seasonal givers. People always need outreach. We need to work on the receivers in the way of getting more than what they need without creating a foundation of becoming givers. To them receiving isn't respected but rather expected. Not a judgement! The door is open for all people to bring their footsteps forward even while having nothing. It's always going to be priceless to other travelers.

I’m always asking questions.  The fun begins when you start researching for answers. What is this thing called the anxious generation and how is it effecting millions?  Plus… Julia Cameron of The Artist Way says we were all born to write.  But only some of us are doing it, why? I’m Arroe…  I am a daily writer.  A silent wolf.  I stand on the sidelines and do nothing but watch, listen study then activate.  I call it The Daily Mess.  A chronological walk through an everyday world.  Yes, it’s my morning writing.  As a receiver of thoughts and ideas, we as people tend to throw it to the side and deal with it later.  When a subject arrives, I dig in.  It’s still keeping a journal!  By doing the research the picture becomes clearer.  This is the Daily Mess…

The cicadas returned to the surface of the earth after being away thirteen to seven years. Their music was beautifully presented. Over those years they missed out on the Covid lockdown, our addiction to binge watching TV and Tom Brady. What would happen to us if we disappeared for thirteen to seventeen years? What music would we bring upon our return?

We are the anxious generation. For some, it's too difficult to locate calm. We lean on religion as well as political figures as a way to keep our faith and trust growing forward. What has to happen in the world for there to be physical evidence of a universal energy? Are we too selfish in the way of making us blind of the little things?