Sips of Wine from the Grapevine 09/03/2021

Sips of Wine from the Grapevine 09/03/2021





March 10 2021


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Hello and welcome to our Mini Mag Sips of Wine from the Grapevine.

As many of you know, a few months back, I began doing a random column called Sips of Wine from the Grapevine. At first, this was designed to pick up mid-month time sensitive announcements or things that for whatever reason didn’t make it into The Writer’s Grapevine Magazine. But this month, I thought since I needed to test out the new template Casey Mathews created for me while our staff is regrouping for the April edition, I’d take it one step further and create a Mini Mag.

Several contributors who didn’t see my announcement stating there would be no March Grapevine, took the time to send submissions and because their submissions were related directly to March, I decided to go ahead and find a home for them thus this creation was born.

I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I am enjoying learning to put it together.

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Hi everyone, and welcome to the What’s Up column!

Before we begin with all the fantastic contributions, I’d just like to say that the feedback I’m getting about this column is quite impressive. It turns out our readers seriously love knowing about what our writers, business owners, and nonprofit workers are up to. Please, contributors, keep those letters about all your goings-on coming.

I’d like to open this month’s What’s Up column with an announcement with nodes of rich bold flavor sure to please from Christian author Marlene Mesot. Here she is with all the delicious news.

The Purging Fire Now Available On Overdrive!

By: Marlene Mesot


Hello everyone, I’ve got some exciting news! So, please share with everyone you know!

My audiobook The Purging Fire by Marlene Mesot is available through OverDrive Media at Greensboro NC Public Library. Let people know they can put a hold on it to borrow for a week.

Also, people having access to Hoopla through their public library have access to the book everywhere.

The narrator, Timothy G. Little, gave an outstanding performance. Thank you sincerely.


Marlene Mesot

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WOW! Marlene, that’s Fabulous! I’m so proud to see your accomplishments and glad you shared here with us.

Next, I’d like to share something special with you. It is, I believe my greatest testimony.

The Faith Challenge

By: Patty L. Fletcher

Copywrite 02/27/2021

FEBRUARY 27, 2021.


One month ago, today, due to circumstances neither of us could’ve possibly foreseen, my beautiful, loving, talented daughter Polly, and I were reunited. Some of you may have seen the exchange between me and my middle sister on Facebook, after I wrote a tribute to my mother on January 27, the anniversary of her death. It was that dark moment which propelled Polly and me forward into one another’s lives again after being estranged for nearly eight years.

Those eight long and at times excruciatingly painful years, brought about changes within our lives which have allowed the two of us to view, understand and accept one another in a way like nothing we’ve ever experienced in our lives.

During one of our first conversations with one another, Polly stated, while speaking of how we should discuss the things which ripped us apart, “Once we’ve talked about these things, we can work toward having the sort of mother daughter relationship we both want and deserve”. These words, though paraphrased here, brought me literally to my knees. So, moved by her want, I dropped my phone to the floor and followed it in a puddle of tears. Sobs were long, loud, and at times near hysteria as the time which had been lost to the darkness, collided with the sun filled possible future which lie ahead.

There are no words with which I can adequately describe the storm of feelings roiling around in my heart at the moment that message popped into my Messenger window.

I’d prayed for this moment. Dreamed of how it might come to be, but nothing in my wildest imaginings could’ve prepared me for the multitude of emotions I felt.

Throughout the past month, we’ve been slowly working our way back into each other’s lives and I must say, it’s been both terrifying and beautiful all at once.

Just before the new year in 2020, I read an article on the power of prayer, meditation, and manifestation. In that article the author spoke of how if one allowed it, God could and would bring forth the true desires of our hearts.

Unfortunately, I cannot seem to find where I read this. Honestly, I think it was nothing more than a meme on Facebook advertising a class which lead me to the article, but the words I read struck home and I began a journey on the pathway of faith, such as nothing I’d ever taken before.

The instructions were to set aside one hour each day for one year, during which the seeker would focus in an attitude of meditation and prayer on one specific change they wanted to make in their lives. This exercise was not to be taken lightly. It was not designed for someone’s manifesting a brand-new car unless this was something which was a true life-changing event which would assist them with improving their life, such as creating a way for them to go to a job or see their children had safe transportation to and from school, the doctor or other necessary places they needed to go. In other words, you’re not supposed to sit and wish for a Porsche just because you think you’d look like the cat’s meow driving one.

But I digress….

On January 1, 2020, I made the decision to take what I thought of as a faith challenge. Decided on a time each day during which I sat and spoke allowed the things I wanted to say to my daughter. Began each session with Mother Father God with a prayer asking for guidance and that which to say. Asked for the courage to be 100 percent honest and then, I sat and admitted every failing I’d had, which brought us to the brink of separation. Explained to her why things had happened as they did, I told her what I’d done to bring about changes in my life and introduced her to the woman I am today. I also asked her forgiveness for being the mixed-up sick woman I’d once been, for not taking responsibility for my mental illness, and I begged for another chance at being her mother and grandmother to her children.

At first, these sessions were quite difficult. It was hard to hold a conversation with someone who wasn’t physically in the room. Over time, though, I was able to first envision and then feel her presence there. It became easier and soon I was enjoying the liberation my discussions with her and Mother Father God were bringing about in my spiritual life.

All too soon the year was coming to a close. 2021 loomed on the horizon, and it was time for me to begin handing this whole tangled mess over to my heavenly parents. They would judge whether or not I’d pled my case adequately enough to deserve a parole from the prison of loss my hideous past behavior had wrought.

Of all I’d done that year, that was the hardest part. On January 1, 2021, I had to give total control to my higher power and other than a normal inclusion in my daily prayers, I could ponder on these things no more. Had to believe that the situation was firmly in the hand of the creator. Had to believe that the projections I’d sent forward from my heart, soul and spirit had not only reached Mother Father God’s Heart but my daughter’s as well.

When just twenty-seven days later, my precious Polly was given back to me, I was left in total awe. Not because I’d not believed it could happen, but because of the power with which it was done. Mother Father God gave my daughter back to me because I was willing to bare my very soul at the altar and then leave it there for decision.

As the situation unfolded, I was also shown that someone in my current life was a toxic presence and incredibly I found myself in the very situation my own sweet daughter found herself in eight years before. I had to say, until you can become a healthier person, admit you have a problem and seek help, I can no longer have you in my life. I believe this had to happen so I could utterly understand what it had been like for Polly to say to her own mother, the woman who had for good or ill given her life, who had tried the best she could with what she had to raise her from her life and the lives of her beautiful children, my grandchildren, “If you’re going to continue in this way, I can no longer allow you in my life.”

I’ve six beautiful grandchildren, three barely remember me. The other three know me not at all. I’m looking forward to getting to know my daughter and her family again. I’m grateful for the chance to try.

I mustn’t leave out Nathan, my incredible son-in-law. Oh, I knew right from the first moment I met this kind, caring young man seventeen years ago that he was the man for my Polly. They’ve had their struggles as all young couples do, but by standing on the promises of God, they’ve weathered those storms and their love holds firm.

You cannot know how proud I am of the young woman my Polly has become. She manages six children, three cats, a dog, a husband, and even carves out time for her daily devotion and scripture readings. And now, she’s finding time to text her mother daily, and when she’s able a phone call as well.

Now, I want to pass the feather as it were. Challenge you, give your higher power, whatever you call it the chance to work a miracle in your life. Give that higher power the ability to give to you that true peace which surpasses all understanding. For if you believe, it can be so.

I invite you to pray this simple prayer with me…

Thank you for the sun.

Thank you, now day’s begun, all my needs, wants, desires, they’re met.

Thank you for what I have and have not yet.

Thank you when this day is through, I will still be me and you will still be you.

Light my path. Guide my way. Give me that which to do and say.

So, Mote It Be.

Bless It Be.



Patty L. Fletcher lives in Kingsport Tennessee where she works full time as a Writer with the goal of bridging the great chasm which separates the disAbled from the non-disAbled. She is Also a Social Media Marketing Assistant.

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*Author’s Note*

This article was also published on my blog and in GrannyMoon’s Weekly Feast NewsLetter.


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Today, as I’m putting this Mini Mag together, I’ve received yet another rejection letter concerning a job I’d hoped to get to assist me in the funding of my writing and marketing career, so I really dig Casey’s article.

Filled with the flavor of courageous strength this article is guaranteed to make you sit up and take note.

Fighting the No Jobs Black Hole with Fire

By Casey Mathews

What do you do when you find yourself dangling from a job that no longer makes sense? How do you reconcile the difficulty of knowing that things could be done better, based on your years of experience, yet your hard won advice is discarded?

Do you:

  1.  Rage quit your job in a blaze of glory, taking anyone along who will rise up?
  2.  Look for more meaningful work?
  3.  Swim with the sharks and start your own business?

I must admit I fantasized about choice A for a while, but decided against it. My wife would get mad at me and I dare not walk where angels fear to tread.

So, at first, I went with the next choice. I fed the jobs black hole with resumes, cover letters, and follow up thank you emails. Sometimes I even got an interview!

Then … nothing. This went on for a couple of years. Then, when hope was hanging by the merest of threads, I got a crazy idea. Maybe I should start my own business…

At first this was just a dream, a fantasy, a playground where I could indulge myself with all kinds of what-if scenarios. After a while a curious thing started to happen. People that I’d worked for started to say things like, “Hey, you know… you should think about starting your own business.”

Usually, my responses were a combination of things I’d say out loud, and things I’d say in my head. “Say what? Really? You’ve got to be kidding, right?”

At first, I shrugged it all off. After all, these people likely knew nothing about starting a business. Talk is cheap and it’s so easy to tell people what they should do, or where they should go. After people continued to whisper sotto voce in my ear, I started to get the biz bug.

I feverishly started reading books about LLC formation, taxes, website design, blogging, marketing, payment processors, and so on. Got a headache yet?

Then one day a shiny new domain and website were typed into being.  was out. If that wasn’t enough, a blog quickly followed.

Next, I put up three little Buy buttons on my new website. Then with the help of my wife’s editing skills, I crafted a few pages. One hot day in August, I got a paying customer. The realization hit me that just like I’d gotten one paying customer, I could get another, and another, and more, one step, one customer at a time.

I have created a customer-centric business. I love doing what I do, fixing computer problems, being a virtual assistant, and editing audio. One of the best parts is I’m not forced to endure those everlasting meetings now. I get to delight my customers instead. This is a much more valuable use of my time.

Oh yeah, one more thing. I’ll tell you a secret… I’m a blind business owner. If you happen to not have a disability, it can be easy to wonder what someone who is blind can do. Well… how about start a business?

Consider that when you see someone walking down the street with a cane. They just could be the founder of a company, not just a blind guy walking down the sidewalk.


Casey Mathews is the founder of, a company designed to help people get the most out of their technology. He has worked in the Access Technology field since the mid 1990’s. He holds an MCP certification (Microsoft Certified Professional) as well as a BS in Information Technology from the University of Phoenix. He has introduced new software and training/support ideas from Serotek, the NVDA (Non Visual Desktop Access) screen reader, and of course apple iDevices to his customers world-wide. Casey enjoys testing new technology and software and is highly committed to remaining informed of developments in technology.

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Today, in the Author’s Corner I’m pleased and privileged to share an article from author and artist Lynda McKinney Lambert which is embodied with the crisp flavor of winter as well as the sweetness of spring.

“March arrived this year like a CAPRICIOUS CAT – or – is that a LION?”

by Lynda McKinney Lambert

We’ve all heard that if March arrives like a lion, it will leave like a lamb.

Some sources say, “In like a lion and out like a lamb.” It sure has started out like a lion this year.

Where is the beginning of this folk wisdom, I wonder?

I live in western Pennsylvania, and it’s often called “an old Pennsylvania saw!”

I see depictions of this proverb in old paintings. One such image shows a graceful woman dressed in classic Greek clothing. She walks with a lion behind her and a little lamb on the path directly in front of her. In some Christian literature, this month signifies the life of Jesus. He is called the Lamb of God and the Lion of Judah. 

Suppose you live in an area of the country that experiences cold winters. In that case, you will most likely hear people grumbling about “enough snow.” They say they are tired of shoveling the stuff and driving on slippery roads in snowstorms. 

The desire for the next season is ripe by mid-March. Spring is the topic for every day, and it begins by mid-February each year. Don’t they understand that spring won’t be coming just yet? It’s still wintertime! Our seasons have a rhythm, set into place by the Creator when this universe was created by HIS hand. However, generations of humanity keep wishing for something different. Why?

Can we just take a moment to think about why people always long for events of the future? By doing that, we will fail to take the time to appreciate the day we live in. We are, in essence, wishing away the days of our lives by not looking at the day we have today. When we are so absorbed in this “future-minded” preoccupation, we miss out on some of the precious joys of life.

The only fact we know for sure is that we are HERE, TODAY. Let’s not continuously look forward to another time, another season, another year, another job, another spouse, another home, another activity, another life. When we think like this, we never experience the one day we live, right now. Please don’t wish away your life. Appreciate and hold onto the special moments of today. Will you do that?

English Standard Version – Psalm 118:24 says:

This is the day that the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.

Learn to grasp the GIFT of the DAY you have been given. You will find the beauty and peace that is here – TODAY!  

We could do some activities to help us stay in the moment today and in all our days, no matter the season.

Regardless of the weather today, why not take a walk outside? If it’s raining, bring an umbrella. If it’s snowing, dress warm and put on your snow boots! If it’s sunny, then bask in the warmth. 

Use all your SENSES today.

Think about how this day FEELS.  

Can you SEE the many aspects of this day? What do you see all around you? Look up into the sky. Do you see colors, clouds, movements, or wind direction? Notice how birds fly above you or how the trees are waving in the spring breeze.  

Can you HEAR the sounds of traffic? Birds? Other people speaking? Pets? How about the sounds of your own footsteps on the sidewalk? 

Try to describe what you are hearing – be quiet awhile while you tune into this day.

Can you TOUCH this day with your hands? Touch a tree and pay attention to how it feels. Your feet are carrying your entire body as you walk. Can you breathe the air into your body and exhale it out again? Swing your arms as you walk. How does this movement make your hands feel?

Can you SMELL the air? What else do you smell when you stop to think about it? 

I thought I should write a poem about how I experienced my own world this month. MARCH! It’s the poem I placed at the beginning of the March section in my book.

Perhaps you too might write about your own day-to-day. If you like music, why not write a little tune or some lyrics about your day?

This day belongs to you. Grab onto it and claim it for your own. Don’t waste it away by dwelling on tomorrow. Set your intentions to describe and experience this day and see what happens.

This could be a great day to take a photograph, too. I did! I walked out into the sunshine and took some photos of my Zen Meditation Garden to preserve the memory of how it looks today.

I noticed the brilliant blue sky today and the lacey branches of the bare trees reaching up into that sky. I took lots of photos of those trees. When I put the photos onto my computer and enlarged them, I had a big surprise. I saw that the tree tops were full of crows! Crows are my favorite birds! I am glad I didn’t miss that gathering of crows.


Author’s Note:

This original version of this essay is published in my book Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems.

The book is in 12 sections, from January through December. This essay is in the March section.

On March 3, I revised this essay.

*Editor’s Note

Two Pentacles Publishing assisted with some light editing and photo description for the above article.

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Now, I’m over the moon to share with you a poem from an up-and-coming writer, Karen Hughes. This poem filled with the tang of the ocean breeze is sure to leave you feeling joyfully invigorated.

Congratulation to Karen Hughes.

Home at Sea

The Beauty of the ocean

Amazing is the sea

Many a day spent

All seasons

Winter, spring, Summer and Fall

Many memories I recall

Find comfort, joy and serenity

Mesmerizing, tranquil

The Water, variations in color

Aqua, turquoise, blue, and black

the brisk wind on my back

cool, crisp, invigorating

Waves crash and roar,

foamy whiteness as they break

Out to shore

The sun reflecting on the water

The current, powerful and strong

Icy water, goosebumps on my skin

Warmth of the sun on my face

Salty air I taste

Smell of clams and seaweed

Combing for sea glass

White, browns, gold and green

filling pails

with sand and water

searching for starfish, shells and snails

clam digging, picking muscles

hearing seagulls squawk

sitting on the rocks

appreciating Mother nature

Listening to kids laughing

Seals, snorting and barking


The feel of the sand under my feet

The cool crisp air as I inhale through my nose

favorite place to be

Fills my senses

My heart and soul at home

Karen L. Hughes – Tempe, AZ –

This poem originally appeared in The Weekly Avocet Issue #431 March 6, 2021.


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  1. I really like this little magazine project. It was so easy to just read it all when I opened it – was a relaxing end to my very long day. Thank you to all who make this happen – and thank you, Patty, for all you do for so many people. <3

  2. This is a great edition – and very brave of you to speak openly about the difficulties you and your daughter faced and how prayer has helped. I also compliment Claire on her beautiful presentation – it is fantastic.

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