PThe Isabella Photo — A Reflection of the Journey
June 27, 2025
June 27, 2025, now stands as the day the story came full circle—marked by a divine appointment with Captain Eric and his kind, generous crew aboard Isabella. Another image surfaced—this time seated on the bow of Isabella. Not the exact sailboat, but her sister in spirit. The smaller vessel captured not the beginning, but the journey of the story: stillness, searching, and readiness. In posture and reflection, the seed of Snowflakes in June lives again—quietly waiting to be understood. On this day, I celebrated the end of the story and shared its meaning with Captain Eric—a kind and generous man—along with his gracious crew. I told him that this ship—Isabella—has become part of a story now, part of something that will live beyond the water and the photograph.
And behind me, the dock stood quiet—no faces clearly seen, but perhaps one day they’ll remember: this is where a story once paused… and something sacred was spoken.
Portrait of young lady with infection joy!
A Moment of peace.
Portrait downtown St.Paul
Here, near Highpoint on Lake Minnetonka, I opened my arms to the wind—and the story began. Before the cottonwood seeds, before the laughter and the loss, there was this: a breath of freedom, a bird taking flight, and the quiet stirring of something sacred. This is where Snowflakes in June began.” — Abdul Wahab Saifee
And where it ends… my path crossed many beautiful souls. They became part of my story—a never-ending story that at last came to rest, not in silence, but in peace.
It begins like Genesis—with breath and light over the water. And it ends like Revelation—with longing fulfilled, stories revealed, and silence transformed into truth.
And beyond even that, the story unfolds into the garden of His presence… into the place where white lilies grow