Rising from the ashes

While my blog is not going to be about Harry Potter, that is from where I have taken my name. There are layers and layers to uncover concerning Dumbledore's funeral in Book Six of the Harry Potter Series. First, we grieved with Harry as we listened to Dumbledore's beautiful phoenix Fawkes sing his song of mourning. We cried with Hagrid as he carried Dumbledore's covered body to the pyre. And, we watched spellbound as the fire consumed the pyre while a mystical blue phoenix formed of the smoke of the fire and the mist of the lake and swirled above the magically changed crypt.

After I thought about that for awhile, I realized that is what may have been Dumbledore's lasting message for us. He is not gone; a phoenix rises again.

I have gone through harsh fires lately and they have been consuming. But, I have deep faith, and the mist has formed and swirled around me and once again I will rise from the ashes.

I will leave behind the ashes of my despair, and soar with life again once more.

(Grateful appreciation to Renee LeCompte for permission to use her beautiful art. More of her graphics are at www.notonigon.com .)