Postcards from Quarantine
The storm will pass…
The storm will pass…
No miles of any measurement can separate your soul from mine.
We’ll laugh about the old days… and catch up on the new.
A hero is an ordinary individual…
A lesson for all of us… pass it on.
Many nights, I have been jolted awake by overwhelming anxiety. My brain is so muddled by daily news briefings, charts, graphs, dire predictions, and terrible news, that I find myself paralyzed by the unknown.
Through many dangers, toils and snares, We have already come, ‘Twas grace that brought us safe thus far, And grace will lead us home.
… and watch the sun turn purple pink
I am happy out here. Messy hair, dirty feet and wild water on my skin. Out here with the wild things; this is where I belong. – Brooke Hampton
There’s only so much sand in the hourglass…
So don’t grow up so fast
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature – trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence… We need silence to be able to touch souls. – Mother Teresa
Let’s face it… I have more of a chance of getting hit by a bolt of lightning while tap dancing on the barn roof, than I do of keeping any New Year’s resolutions. So this year, I’m going to be practical and set the bar low for myself and my family…real, real low. 2018 FAMILY…
May you never be too old to wander the forest in search of mystery
And into the forest I go
to lose my mind and find my soul
Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it
– Roald Dahl