Visits and Visions
Visits and visions
I hope y’all are happy and whole! I hope you had a great past week visiting places and making sense of visions?
Dekalb Farmer’s Market (visits and visions)
Spending Saturday mornings with the girls is a common pleasure these days. A couple Saturday’s ago we visited the Dekalb Farmer’s Market in Decatur. What an international, culinary adventure that place always turns out to be.
Of note were the live, crawling, blue crabs and rich, hot, $1 cup of coffee
that saved us from freezing to death inside. Ninety degrees never felt so good when we walked out of the icebox that is Dekalb Farmer’s Market and into Georgia’s hotter than h*** heat wave. You can be certain everything is kept cool and fresh at DFM should you decide to visit too: dekalbfarmersmarket
Atlanta Botanical Garden (visits and visions)
This past Saturday, Sav and I visited Piedmont Park’s Saturday Market and the Atlanta Botanical Garden’s Alice in Wonderland exhibit.
Confession: Triangle Park likes to Dream and Imagine and according to the bible that is a good trait indeed:
“Truly I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child will not enter it at all” ~ Mark 10:15
The suspension bridge inside Atlanta Botanical Gardens never ceases to soothe walking across it. And I never cease to remember a man who tragically died constructing it in 2008. I didn’t know the man but I always think about him when near the bridge. Savanna remembered him at the same time I did as we walked across!
The suspension bridge is like gliding through midtown Atlanta’s beautiful trees. The sun shines through meticulously groomed trails and greenery, like God art. Piedmont Road, feet away, is virtually non-existent. While walking the bridge, you’re not even close to the Alice in Wonderland exhibit. To reach the Disney structures you stroll throughout the grounds of the eclectic garden.
The three camels are magical:
They’re positioned as though moving in a caravan, exuding an illusion of crossing the Egyptian desert. I couldn’t stop staring at the camel’s real and faux qualities and their life-size height. Their grass-hair coats looks and feels like mohair. You can get up close and personal to it over by the kitchen exhibit where it’s grown.
Savanna snapped these pics of the Alice exhibit.
Admittedly, I’m not too familiar with the story. But, who isn’t familiar with the notorious characters: King of Hearts, Chessur, White Rabbit. The whole production is a Disney-esque imaginary escape for the hopelessly young at heart, like us: AtlantaGardens
“But there is a God in heaven who reveals mysteries, and he has made known to King Nebuchadnezzar what will be in the latter days. Your dream and the visions of your head as you lay in bed are these” Daniel 2:28
On that holy note: I spent about an hour with my Dad this week, in a vision! Dad crossed over two and a half years ago. Only one other time has he has appeared in my dreams. He spoke to me, privately, the first time. But this past week, he was “there,” eternally existing. He was happy, warm, encouraging, lively, all the things he was on earth.
My dream about Dad this week had a story to it. I was exceedingly eager while dreaming to share the vision with others who love and miss him. I felt the story unfold. The preciseness of his presence urged for me to describe what I saw to others. He was “there” and I couldn’t wait to tell everyone about what he looked like, what he said, what he was doing. Yet, when I woke up nothing was there. “The story” vanished. I couldn’t put it in words. All I could articulate was: simple, normal, kind, gentle. But I knew and felt his spirit “there.” And I feel it here too. Hope, Faith and Dreams are beautiful, cryptic things. PTL
My Daddy with two grand-daughters, Diana and Savanna
Thank you for reading!