Like the mountains that stand etched against the sky, the human race must stand strong against this unseen foe, this silent marauder that slips down your throat and into your lungs before you even know it.Is this going to change us? I think so. In ways we don't know and can't see.Prayer, that wonderful tool, is deployed daily by many thousands. This is an uplifting surge of energy going out to all the workers on the front lines, and to the people fighting for their lives.To all the essential wo

Hello, WA family.I am solemn as I write this, sitting in my home, alone in self isolation.I offer tears for the state of the world. What times are upon us.The separation of people. It is spooky and a little surreal to see the pictures of cities in the stricken areas, silent and still.I pray daily for all those struggling to overcome the sickness, and I pray for those that have lost the battle.Please, please be careful when going out of your home. Where gloves, watch what you touch. It could be

Hello to my WA friends. I hope your day has started off with a bang and snap, and you're moving and shaking the world.Wow, so I got a notice that I've been with WA for a year! this is astonishing, as it really does only feel like a few days. To say my life was changed when I joined and started building my first website, new home run business.com would be so very accurate!I have learned so much in this year, about affiliate marketing, and just conducting biz on the internet, lots of intricacies

Here is a song I wrote, called Shoveling The Drive. I would call it a Canadian Folk Ballad, and I'm sure all of us that deal with snow can relate to these timeless lyricsOn the first verse you hear chickadees. These are the birds that live on my farm, and they sang beautifully for me when I was recording them. Also the other female voice singing harmony on the chorus, is my youngest daughter Rosealeen.:)I hope one day to be able to market my CD through my website on this Wealthy Affiliate platf

Serious winter has hit my farm. The trees are coated with an inch of white, adorning every branch and tiny twig . All would call it a winter wonderland, for it makes you draw breath at the simple beauty, the wonder that is Earth.Have you ever noticed the hush when snow is falling? Technically, the flakes absorb sound, and with so many millions drifting down, that's a lot of absorption, but I always thought it was the collective consciousness holding its breath that created the hush.Here at my f