Enchanted Home


Our home place is located in enchanted woods near a lake, and absolutely every person who comes on to this property notices it. 

Some visitors mention the enchanted feeling almost immediately. Others, preoccupied with intense pressure from hectic life, may not notice it until the next day.
However, within days of my step-fathers death, our enchanted place was taken from us.  The lose knocked the wind from us.  It was like being hit in the gut without warning.
All life within the enchanted area was struck in some way. Several fish died, a duck was hurt, a dog died, people in the home were suffering severe stress causing various levels of shock and small strokes. Eventually, we lost all our fish and had to give our ducks and chickens away.

This happened during the year 2008, starting almost with Day One, January.  The intensity of it is over now.  We fought back with all we had, requiring us to get up after being knocked down, time and time again until we were sure we could take no more, but more came.

I had to use every ounce of knowledge and willpower and inner strength I had to stand up that one last time.  There is more to come but it will not be the same; it may even be very good power.  I sit an wait.  Not knowing.