It's kinda in how you look at it I suppose.
I'm so glad for the peace of lakes, the moon & the calling of the loons all throughout.
The pace & timelessness & skin in the water; the smell of lavender.
Also glad for the stretching thin & the tears into water;
the words across a page.
Good space for learning. For growing.
For asking for grace and getting all I'll ever need + more.
And now as I reacquaint myself with flushable toilets and fresh vegetables I must live out what I see myself learning.
:: less is so .much. more.
:: change is always happening. whatcha gonna do about it?
:: in all actuality 'rest' & 'trust' are action words
There is so much room for dreams to come in and start being reality.
I will not be distracted by the doldrums. By that which attempts to get me believing that there is no purpose to these dreams.
There are always options.
Always.
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