This is the story of the journey of my life. Travel can be hard work. So much to see. So little time. So many missed connections. So much lost luggage. But every stop, every detour, every challenge along the way provides a lesson to be learned. Traveling mercies to us all.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Wishing it was...
One friend advised that I take myself away or go inside myself, whichever is needed, in order to "sip, sigh, redeem, and re-center" my weary soul.
Another reminded me that, when the fear comes and I am unable to move deeper into trust and peace, then hope is a brave place to start.
I'd love to return to the spot captured in this photo and spread out a blanket with a journal, several markers, my camera, and dive into a soul-stirring, compass-resetting conversation.
Until then...
I'm off to sip tea, nibble on a muffin, sigh a few times, redeem what remains of this afternoon, and re-center myself in terms of who and what matters most.
Peace out.
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i wish that we were doing it together:)
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