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The Paths Home: A Journey of Becoming

Chapter 1

How many animals he had at the zoo now, Cory wasn’t sure as they were free to come and go. Some stayed, while others only came for one visit. Whether they came and went or came to stay, they enriched his life in countless ways. He wondered if he would ever know the extent of their help.

He had been strolling through the park-like estate and now stopped at the crest of the Japanese bridge to survey the vastness everything had become. Ahead of him, the baobab trees stood staunchly in a group and were a nice little walk from the bamboo grove with its paths that meandered through shadowed mazes of frothy leaves and stalks. Somewhere in the middle of them was the path that only sometimes he could find. It led to the spring that fed the lake he was standing above. Stretching out behind him a distance from the house were the forests of immense pines and deciduous hardwoods: the old growth forest and the new, young forest. read more

new novel …The Paths Home: A Journey of Becoming

The Paths Home: A Journey of Becoming was published in June 2017 and is available on Amazon. Search Paths Home Logan or go to https://www.amazon.com/Paths-Home-Journey-Becoming/dp/1546719210/

Cory Waters is caretaker of a special place, an estate where totem animals—spiritual guides—come to renew their spirits. Cory knows there is a much larger and divinely given purpose for his life. With the help of his animals, he seeks to discover his higher calling and to find his place in the universe. As Cory journeys into the wilderness of his heart and his soul, he uncovers his hidden truths and journeys ever closer to his spiritual home. He discovers unexpected and wondrous parts of himself that he had no idea existed or could exist. He learns how to keep what is important, while finding ways to change, to venture into the new—to become. As Cory likes to say, “Everyone has the capability inside them to do what they are meant to do, to become who they are meant to be, and to offer their particular talents.” read more

The Task: Part 4

They awoke to a shock of thunder that shook the cottage. Going to the door, Joel opened it to a dark day but just a sprinkle of rain. “I’m going to check the underbrush and the lean-to.”

“I’m going with you,” said Noella scrambling to get her cloak before he went out alone.

He was about to say there was no need when he saw the resolve on her face and shrugged. He grabbed his stick. When they got to the underbrush, he said, “I think I was about here when I saw the glint. No, I was more this way.” He moved closer to the pump. Nothing showed itself in the gray light. He shook his head and started towards the lean-to. read more

The Task: Part 3

The sun was setting when Joel knocked on the door and took her back to the stables with him. The inn keeper had given him enough supper for them both. They ate and were full for the first time since leaving. The horses got quiet. Joel put a finger to his lips and crept silently to the door and listened. When he came back, he said quietly, “No one is supposed to arrive tonight, and it’s quiet outside, but I don’t want to talk loudly in case someone is nearby.” Noella nodded. “What name did you give?” read more

The Task: Part 2

Although the rain ended during the night, swift clouds still scudded across a dark sky. Noella was glad for the hood on her cloak. They walked near the edge of the woods until they heard the echo of a hunting horn. Joel put up a hand and listened carefully scanning the trees and sky, as he did so.

“They’re a distance away,” he said, “but I don’t want to chance it.” He gestured towards the woods. When they reached the safety of the trees, he stopped. “I’m glad your cloak is dark. A bright color would stand out, especially in the open. I think we need to stick to the woods for a while.” read more

The Task: A Fairy Tale in Four Parts: Part 1

“We’re friends, right?” asked Noella.

“Sure, yah,” said Joel wondering why she was asking.

“Good friends?”

“Why are you asking?”

“I need to do something, and I need your help.”

“You know you just have to ask.”

“It’s not that kind of favor.” They were sitting by the fountain in the kitchen garden of the manor. Noella knew no one would bother them there. They were allowed to go into the back gardens, and it was their lunch time. She unwrapped the sandwich she’d brought, and tearing it in half, handed one part to Joel. She watched him take a bite. read more

The Fall: Part 3

Part III: Adam and Eve’s Story

“You’re soaked!” Katelyn cried. She grabbed his sweatshirt and a towel from the truck and ran towards him. “Here, take off your shirt.” he did so and dropped it. It plopped soggily onto the ground. She rubbed his hair and his back with the towel.

“I can do that,” he said, embarrassed at her motherly concern. She handed him the towel and looked him over.

“You look different,” she said.

“What?” He stopped drying himself and looked at her. “How?” he asked guardedly. read more

The Fall Part 2

Part II: Darren’s Story

Deciding he’d had enough of a nap, Darren sat up, rubbed life back into his legs, stretched, and, surveying the terrain around him, decided on the woods that invited from behind the wine cellar. He put the picnic stuff in the truck, leaving it unlocked in case Katelyn came back before he did. When he got to the cellar steps, he peered down and listened carefully. He couldn’t see her or hear anything. He hoped she was okay. Of course, she was. She would have called. Pulling his phone out, he saw she’d tested hers when she first went down. Anyway, they’d both charged their phones on the way there. He started into the trees. They reminded him of woods near his house that he and his dad visited often when he was a kid. He remembered those trips fondly. Just him and his dad hanging out together. His dad teaching him things guys need to know. He didn’t know as a kid that was what his dad was doing. He appreciated it now. Looking around, he noticed this forest seemed much bigger and more densely grown than the friendly little woods from his childhood. It was almost all pine trees, but berry bushes grew haphazardly in bright spots as did tiny, white wildflowers. For a woods, it was acceptable. Darren hadn’t walked long until he realized he didn’t know where he was. The trees all looked the same. That was stupid. He should have marked the way he came in. He turned his phone on and checked his find-your-car app. Working, he could navigate from it if he had to. For now, he decided to just explore, but back towards where he thought his truck was. read more